For Naught [Sola + Eternum]

Sola perched on the edge of a quaint wooden bed in the cozy room of the inn. The dim light from the corner lantern illuminated the soft details around her, casting an intimate glow. Nervousness bubbled within her. She felt the weight of the day's events, the excitement, and the unfamiliarity of it all lingering within her. Her fingers traced absent patterns on the worn quilt beneath her. She took in a slow breath, her mind a whirl of thoughts. This new path she had embarked on was certainly uncharted territory, filled with its own share of uncertainties, but it also held an allure she couldn't resist.