Odessa in the Ra'Leah
This night was unusually windy and the harsh chill from outside forced its way into the room. Even the fire gave no heat. She pulled the collar of her robe higher, trying to cover her ears but still the wind wailed and sighed. Her fingers were almost numb, and the pencil slipped out her hand not once but twice. This sketch had to be finished or else she would not be able to sleep at all. It was already half past midnight and she stifled a few yawns trying to keep her eyes open. There. The last leaf was completed. She put the page away into the little black leather-bound notebook laying on her desk and took the lamp to her night table. She jumped into bed, wriggling beneath the covers trying to warm it up before putting out the lamp. The room went dark and she sank deeper under the heavy blanket, the dreams came then.
