Five-Minute fiction - 00:07-00:12
The cool night air blew in as Jenaleze slipped through the window and slid quietly to the stone floor of the corridor. Her eyes scanned first one way then the other before she tugged firmly on the rope that hung down from above. There was an answered tug and the rope began to flap to and fro as another figure descended it.
Unlike Jenaleze, who had spend years perfecting her art, the man climbing down the ladder paid little heed to the necessity of stealth, even when presented with the current situation. His armour clanked, and his scabbard rattled in his belt as he slipped in through the window and dropped to the ground beside the waiting thief. The pair exchanged a glance and the armoured man turned and took hold of the rope bracing it as it it once again begun to buck and weave as another figure slipped down it, hand over hand.
It did not take long for the rest of the ground, four in total, to assemble in the corridor
The cool night air blew in as Jenaleze slipped through the window and slid quietly to the stone floor of the corridor. Her eyes scanned first one way then the other before she tugged firmly on the rope that hung down from above. There was an answered tug and the rope began to flap to and fro as another figure descended it.
Unlike Jenaleze, who had spend years perfecting her art, the man climbing down the ladder paid little heed to the necessity of stealth, even when presented with the current situation. His armour clanked, and his scabbard rattled in his belt as he slipped in through the window and dropped to the ground beside the waiting thief. The pair exchanged a glance and the armoured man turned and took hold of the rope bracing it as it it once again begun to buck and weave as another figure slipped down it, hand over hand.
It did not take long for the rest of the ground, four in total, to assemble in the corridor