Bathhouse. Part 1

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The soft sound of water falling to fill a large pool resounded within the pure-white anteroom, outside of the bathhouse. Accompanied by the vague whispers of the birds and the quiet chittering of the insects, the entire scene had an added mystical feel to it.

The anteroom was simply furnished with two wooden benches, a towel rack, few potted plants to add some color to the otherwise spotlessly white room, and two large windows on either side.

Views of the still, transparent lake and the verdant green fields were the first sights seen through the windows. Silhouettes of distant mountains could be seen in the distance, and the recently familiar branch of the World Tree could be seen branching in the sky.

Two doors, one leading into the anteroom and the other leading into the bathhouse existed, both of which were closed at this instance. Obviously, the sound of the falling water echoed from the latter.

Moving on…