The Fire

I sunk lower into the warm water, my muscles soaking in the heat and helping them to relax. I had already spent ages simply soaking in the tub and letting the bubbles from the soap refresh my skin. I scrubbed at my hair with the putrid smelling shampoo provided, but rinsed it with my own body soap which I had taken from my room in Callad. 

Once I felt satisfied with my cleanliness and as relaxed as I thought I could get, I moved back into the bedroom, fixing up my clean shirt and pants before slipping on my boots.

Noise from the street outside echoed loudly within my room, and I moved to the window to look out of it. The streets of Ruen lay spread out beneath me. It was a tangled mess of mismatched houses and windy streets mashed together to create the city. In the darkness, under the full moon, everything was cast in a ghostly light that created a beautiful, idyllic effect.

A scream below snapped me from my daydream and voices began shouting and screaming