So, this is a little angsty, but the scene it's referring to is pretty dark and angsty itself. My assignment was to write a reaction to an event that happened during the last Tavern Night (actually, it kind of happened before then, but thanks to random asshats crashing our role-play scene we only got to discuss it Tuesday) and here it is. It's very short (only 431 words), a little weak, but I enjoyed writing Tortured-Yet-Defiant Folami. :)
( The walls came alive with shadows that stretched toward the ceiling and danced in time to the flickering flame from a single white candle set in the center of a small table in the cramped quarters of the inn room. )
( The walls came alive with shadows that stretched toward the ceiling and danced in time to the flickering flame from a single white candle set in the center of a small table in the cramped quarters of the inn room. )