Fire
I woke up feeling sore and stiff. My body was sprawled out in a weird position, and I groaned as I tried to move. I was sick of sleeping on the couch but there were no beds in the rooms upstairs. When I had realized that I had scoffed and shaken my head. Typical, since gods don’t sleep, they didn’t see the need of putting beds. So, we were stuck sleeping on the couch.
Stretching my arms over my head, I held back a wince as my body screamed in protest, and slowly, I moved to the side to stretch the rest of my body. The last thing I did before sitting up was open my eyes. To my surprise, sunlight was already streaming in through the windows signaling it was the middle of the morning. My eyes widened in surprise, usually, I was the one who woke up before everyone else, even before the
