A New Day

[Sjira]

(Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:22 pm)

Day dawned brighter than the dark of the night that had ended before.

It was thought that it was how matters were expected to be: The moon rose in the night's sky, then the sun rose in the morning when it came to be its turn.

S'jira was still in Panther?s bed when the first rays of light bled through the window. She rolled over onto her side and spent a bleary look about a place that had once been shared. She felt as safe there as her own, though sometimes - like the livery's Loft - she felt as if she were a stranger there all over again.

The heel of her hand met the bed and she pushed upwards until she was sitting upright. Groggily, she roused from there and turned to make the bed as neat as she had left it from the other day way his and Sid?s room had been cleaned and linens changed. Both rooms were kept and tended as often as she could and would be for a long while to come.

Gaze turned to the window and brought it closed against the rising, summer head of the morning but she did not lock it. Just in case.

She simply could not stay in bed.

There was no mortal wound and need to heal any bones. The helping with work at the docks and at the inn could still be managed. It was what she was thinking, over and again.

And to be missing from sight too long again might draw questions or bring worry.

Boots were pulled on and the simple belt of black leather, coin pouch and key were picked up from where she?d put them on the flooring the night before. The door was closed behind her and locked well.

As soon as fresh clothes were changed into, she was headed out of the inn and for the direction of the docks. She did not know the present path that lay before her, but there was always work to do.