Forlas - 01
Fine, misty rain drizzled down from a dim gray sky. The brisk wind drove the droplets in billowing waves, almost (but not quite) like fog, and the air was cold, its edge sharpened by the approch of winter. The first thing Forlas noticed was she was cold. Even under a thick duvet, her shivering woke her from a deep slumber.She silently cursed the landlord, he'd probably turned off the heat again to save a few bucks before Winter was truely here.