The room was long and narrow, sparsely furnished but homely. Along the wall opposite us was a plain wooden bar defending casks of fine ale and bowls of fruit and bread. The bar extended along the room to where plain wood stairs led upwards into darkness. On the adjacent wall the fire welcomed us with warmth. The room contained five roughly hewn wooden tables with benches, each bearing a small candle. Two windows on the wall at our side were deep set and shuttered against the night. Sawdust danced patterns on the floor as we closed the door behind us.
Christopher 4 months ago
The last line is superb.
Drew Martyn 4 months ago
Thanks Christopher :)
Neville Hunt 3 months ago
Agree with Christopher... and fine ale really does need defending!
Drew Martyn 3 months ago
I'm with you on that Neville, certainly does need defending (by the lining of our stomachs)