A Time to Fight

Thalia

Late afternoon sunlight filtered through the pale curtains, casting a warm, gentle glow across the bedroom. Fresh from the tub and wrapped in a clean cotton robe, I rested against the mattress with my damp hair tied back in a loose ponytail at the nape of my neck. The hot water had finally eased the deep soreness in my muscles, leaving behind the light scent of lavender on my skin to calm