(My very first try at posting to one of the topics, lets see how it goes.)<br/><br/><br/>Moving out of the tree line and coming to a clearing. It looks to be the back of  a tavern and inn. Signs with relief, feeling so tired. Praying to find a little peace for the night. A bath would be heaven too.<br/>Clouds move and moonlight shines down on the building. Blinking, then look again. Yes there is an unique aura around this building.<br/>Making my way around front to look for the entrance. Looking down to check her clothes, she thinks, Jeans ok, the tee needs to go.”  Pulls off her tee and squats down opening her backpack. She pulls out her favorite hoodie, it's her favorite. Black with gray Gothic scroll work, with angels and demons hidden throughout the artwork. She pulls out another tee, and sniffs it. Eeww, no. Pulling out her turquoise halter, her last clean top.<br/>She puts it on tying it around her neck. Then removes her bra, sliding it from under her halter. She slips into black hoodie. Shoves the tee and the bra in the backpack and zips it closed. Walking over to one of the cars, bending her 5’11” frame over to peer into the side mirror. Still not use to seeing these strange green eyes staring back at me. One is jade green. The other is hazel with multiple shades of green, with a couple flakes of crimson. Running her fingers through her dark chestnut hair, streaked with fiery auburn chucks. It once was just brunette. Ok face is clean enough. As she straightens up she notices the mud on her purple cowboy boots. Knocks what she can.<br/>Walks up to the door, pulls it open and walks in to the dim interior.<br/><br/>