Continuation of previous threads (thread 9).
Although the nights are gradually drawing in, the new lair of JTT escapees is all cosy and homey inside. The hearth is glowing, the walls covered in dubious artwork, books by non-approved authors line the shelves, rugs are down on the floors (and assorted pets curled up on them).
We just won’t mention the gnawed bones of our prey over there in the corner of the cave…