Night chores
An emptied bath is lit with soft, electronic light, a rays of setting Sun failing to reach beyond its walls. With life giving in to sleepy moratorium, this place was one of the few still bustling with activity as it was thoroughly cleaned.
Soap bubbles and foams as sponge scrubs against marble. Cofi grumbles in her mind, as she watches the water wash down the foam her sponge was leaving. Work is still not over. Other maids are hard at cleaning and so Cofi also has to look diligent

Audience of one.
Elena was walking down a city’s street, distracted, her cane being her only companion. Shapes of familiar buildings guided her forward as she was taking in her surroundings, humming unconsciously. It was, unquestionably, sunny and the crowd flowed around Elena as she was deep in thought.
“(How on Earth did Zena manage to seduce that brat into her mouth? Forget jail, when Mayor finds out his son is missing I will be swimming in a gastric bath myself!)” Elena t

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Are you sure this rubble holds anything of value?”



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All ruins must be studied. Even if all that’s left is broken tools and faded scrolls, I cannot overlook it. If it’s payment you worry about, you are paid by day, aren’t you?”



It was as my employer, Beatrice, said. I am