we'll all be well tonight

The rooms were coated in a thick layer of dust and grime, dirt and debris were in every corner, and soiled and moldy linens lay where many years of storms had thrashed them long ago, they stuck like barnacles now to the floor.

Morwenna delicately sniffed a dead potted plant close to another window, a new plant used its soil to grow its vines up and out through an opening high up on this window. It must be funneling its water supply from its vines when it rains.

She continued to explore the rooms, her nails tik tik ... ... tik tik tik tiking along the floors echoing whenever she walked on the ancient hardwood and stone floors going silent as she walked briefly over moldy and discarded rugs. It was hard to see in the dimness, it was like a cave in some spots and was grateful to see the light filtering through the windows to light up the rooms with natural light. Barely anything grew in here. Only fungus, bits of grass, spiders, and bugs that typically made their homes in caves were finding their homes in the strange square corners of the otherwise empty rooms.