Alura had been provided a bed some time ago. She had slept fitfully, tossing and turning. She never slept very well these days. She awoke violently, Sitting straight up in bed. She caught the scream in her throat by covering her mouth with her hands. When her breathing slowed and her heart beat became normal, she moved from her bed. Quickly wrapping her cloak about her, Alura quietly made her way from her room. Everything was quiet and sleeping. The Elven maiden brushed her hair from her face, rubbing the heels of her hands against her eyes. She wandered outside, the sun was just beginning to rise. She felt exhausted but couldn't muster the will to head back up to her room to sleep. She couldn't handle another round of night terrors.