Whoosh!
Warm, clear water cascaded over skin caked with grime.
Basking in this unprecedented warmth, Yudala studied the showerhead above, eyes sparkling with flecks of curiosity.
This sprinkler system, unprecedented to her like it was for most newcomers in Bay Territory, made her irresistibly driven to inspect it closely.
Automatic water delivery pipes.
Delightful water heaters.
Sweet-smelling soaps with considerable antibacterial power.
Soft, clean, intimate garments.
The finely knit patterns were more exquisite than most of the clothing she had ever seen.
What Yudala loved most was that all the furniture in the room was perfectly sized for a hobbit.
This made her more comfortable than many hostels she had stayed at before, and she couldn't help but silently marvel.
Although young, Yudala, with her four to five years of wandering experience, could spot the signs of wear on the furniture.
They were not new, but were exceptionally clean.
