Tania's room was small, damp, but a level up from what it was at the monastery. A small bed with a mattress and a table flanked by a chair was all that it had. But Tania was happy. She unpacked her bag, taking out another uniform, a chemise and a petticoat. She grabbed her gown and petticoat and rushed to take a bath. As she walked, she couldn't ignore the gurgle of a brook from somewhere behind the quarters. The whole building was sturdily erect as compared to the derelict place where she lived.
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