63 Winter, 514 AV
Dragging her feet she paid the old man the fee to enter the springs. She didn’t have much so the private pools were not going to be an option. Heading toward the public springs, her hair sticking up in every direction, bags under her eyes, she sighed. Sadness was exhausting. Sitting in her cramped room at the tavern was exhausting. Even hunting, the one thing she enjoyed had started to become a reminder of him and that was becoming exhausting. She finally had enough. It wasn’t going to help her to sit around and not doing anything. Wallowing in her pity felt like it was eating her alive.
Greasy hair framed her face, an unpleasant smell followed. Red rimmed eyes scanned the steam coming from the water. Only a few other people were sitting around and lowly talking under their breath to each other. It felt so calming. Fire was beginning to hate emotions and the warm waters of the Springs seemed like a nice balm.
Finding a quiet corner near the water she slipped her dirty clothes of and tucked them next to her pack, sliding her necklace into her boot. Standing she stretched her body, the cold winter air caressing her body, gooseflesh raised along her skin. It helped clear her mind, she felt more focused and alert. Pulling the soap out and setting on the edge she slowly slipped a toe into the water testing the difference in temperature.
Hissing softly, she pulled her foot back quickly as the hot water felt as though it were setting her foot on fire. The difference causing her nerves to feel like little needles were being pricked into her foot. Taking a deep breath she slipped her whole foot in and left it there, waiting for her body to adjust. As that part of her acclimated Fire then slid in the next part, then more, until she was up to her waist in the water.
Sighing heavily, the steam swirled around her, cloaking some of the others that were further away. Sinking up to her shoulders she sat near the edge where her things where. Head tipped back and rested, closing her eyes for a moment, letting her muscles relax.
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Dragging her feet she paid the old man the fee to enter the springs. She didn’t have much so the private pools were not going to be an option. Heading toward the public springs, her hair sticking up in every direction, bags under her eyes, she sighed. Sadness was exhausting. Sitting in her cramped room at the tavern was exhausting. Even hunting, the one thing she enjoyed had started to become a reminder of him and that was becoming exhausting. She finally had enough. It wasn’t going to help her to sit around and not doing anything. Wallowing in her pity felt like it was eating her alive.
Greasy hair framed her face, an unpleasant smell followed. Red rimmed eyes scanned the steam coming from the water. Only a few other people were sitting around and lowly talking under their breath to each other. It felt so calming. Fire was beginning to hate emotions and the warm waters of the Springs seemed like a nice balm.
Finding a quiet corner near the water she slipped her dirty clothes of and tucked them next to her pack, sliding her necklace into her boot. Standing she stretched her body, the cold winter air caressing her body, gooseflesh raised along her skin. It helped clear her mind, she felt more focused and alert. Pulling the soap out and setting on the edge she slowly slipped a toe into the water testing the difference in temperature.
Hissing softly, she pulled her foot back quickly as the hot water felt as though it were setting her foot on fire. The difference causing her nerves to feel like little needles were being pricked into her foot. Taking a deep breath she slipped her whole foot in and left it there, waiting for her body to adjust. As that part of her acclimated Fire then slid in the next part, then more, until she was up to her waist in the water.
Sighing heavily, the steam swirled around her, cloaking some of the others that were further away. Sinking up to her shoulders she sat near the edge where her things where. Head tipped back and rested, closing her eyes for a moment, letting her muscles relax.
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