Chapter 25: Endless Nights, Fleeting Days

My eyes open rapidly, and I study my environmental elements. The shirts from the prior night are dissipated across the cavern, the fire just comprising of cold remains. As far as I can see, the sky is still brimming with low-lying haze and weighty fog, the downpour having withdrawn far into the distance. I can't see the sun, assuming that there even is one in this world, however just the dim obscurity.

With effortlessness that I didn't realize I had, I gradually edge to my feet and cushion over to the mass of garments to my side, cautious to not snap the rope restricting my lower leg. Chills grab hold of my body, and I shudder as the breeze brushes against my neck. My garments feel pretty wet, however not exactly as splashed as last evening. I get my long, streaming shirt and ring it out, disposing of the overabundance of water, and tie it around my midriff as a stopgap skirt. It is impossible that I am getting into those drenched jeans, particularly with this moronic rope to wreck th