*Daphne*

This way. That way. Every which way I turned, I felt the lumpy cave floor poking into me through the bedroll. This was impossible.

Groaning, I turned on my back and looked up at the damp, moldy cave ceiling. The delicious scent of dinner had faded a while ago, and I was left with nothing but mildew and dense earth in my nostrils.

I was grateful for the shelter of the cave, but how was I supposed to sleep like this?

My back started aching and ...