Our House

The house had too many rooms. Some were richly furnished. Some were sparsely laid out and others were empty. There were rooms with open doorways or simple archways; others had doors that required an effort to open. Still other rooms had locked doors but no one knew who held the keys. None of us knew how we got here since none of us could recall having been invited. Nevertheless, we were all guests in the House of Life, in for the Long Night, and it fell to us to find a safe and warm room to pass the hours until the arrival of our host with the morning light.