Seans story
Staring out the window while it rattled, letting a freezing breeze in through the small cracks. He sighed as he watched another gust of wind take the tips off the snow drifts, swirling them around town square like a magic spell. Candles flickering off the fresh powder along the roadsides. A light clink pulled him away from his thoughts as the barmaid dropped off another round. He gave her a half sincere smile, inhaling deeply the aroma wafting off the spiced mead. "So, looks like you'll be spendin' te night with us afta all, aye boy?" A firm slap on his shoulder. "It would appear so." He sighed deeply, wafting the steam off his mug. "Ahs not sa bad! Helluva lot warmer than out thar!" He must have looked skeptical. "I swear on me life!" The rugged man placed his hand over his heart. "Ta folk here'll give ya a good night!" "Maybe so, but it's a night wasted when I could be working on my book." He grazed his eyes...