Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131221051124

Anwen climbed the stairs to her own room. Barring the door, she peeled off clothes as she walked to the bed, leaving a trail on the floor. She pulled back the covers, wishing for the sleeping furs of Skyrim. Cloth sheets were so cold, although the climate was much more temperate here. She climbed between the linens, stretched out and sighed. She was asleep in seconds.

(Now I must do the same.  Good night.)