Marie

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIDWgqDBNXA The great hall was silent, my footsteps seemed overwhelmingly loud. I reached into the alcove for my flute which I had shoved underneath thick furs in a rush at the sound of the warning raid horn.
The sweet smell of roasting vulo wafted around me making my stomach protest at missing my evenings gruel so i snatched a larma from the bakery as i ran towards the hiden door ..