My eyes opened to the sight of the fire dying down. The gentle crackling that had lulled me to sleep now nothing more but a faint memory. The embers that warmed me faded, the gentle warmth disappearing into a slight chill.
Though it didn't bother me as beside me was another source of warmth. One that seemed incapable of letting go. Like a koala it clung to me, the warmth heating up my body despite the chill in the air.
I looked up from the fire and its dying embers to see the ceiling. The oppressive darkness that blinded me in black for a couple of seconds. Not for long though was I blind as almost immediately after I had looked up the soft glow of the fireplace allowed for my eyes to clearly see everything in the cavern we inhabited for the night.
The ceiling was full of stalactites and rough bumps that wriggled and crawled around the ceiling. They minded their own business. Though there were a couple that seemed to be hungry.
