room assigned to me was small but functional, with a rickety full sized bed, a wood frame recliner, and one tall dresser to store my belongings. The single window within the four walls was barred to keep anyone from going out or coming in, but it didn’t feel like a prison. (c)
@DepravedLight Surely there were a million ways I could be useful, and even more ways when booming thunder echoes around the sanctuary again, the flickering lights giving out completely, bathing us in momentary darkness before a generator kicked in.
The storm was here.
But I’d face a (c)