Sanctum
You are in a large room, full windows look out on to a restless sea. You can see large rocks jutting out of the swirling foam. Seagulls circle, their plaintive crys reaching you through the strong double pane glass. There is a skylight above you, a long anchor rode anging down from a long lever. You can see large storm shutters outside of the windows and sturdy cranks to roll them into place. The room is dominated by a large bed in the center of the room, and seats set into the seaward walls, just below the windows.
Gray clouds can barely be seen against the darkening sky. They bring with them a light drizzle.
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