Bolthole (#2222)

(an instance of Proto-Generic Aspect Seated Secured Post-Apocalypse Room made by Avon)

     An oval room with a domed ceiling and walls of an alien black metal. Your reflection in them is darkly opalescent. Luxuries no longer obainable by honest means are hoarded here, a sofa and chairs covered with fragrant black leather, a table of curved black glass, a thick, antique carpet patterned with deep crimson and purple. Curved shelves are full of books, and over a bed of curious design an arched window looks over the figments and abberations if the Interzone to a rainy sea in an unlikely day.

You stretch out on the bed.

You notice some details:
      Its headboard, a curious asymmetrical spiral of black iron, is streaked with silver, its white blanket woven of soft wool from the local long-haired sheep.

You see a reflective black cabinet, b, c and f here.

EXITS:
      A pointed archway is curtained by a tapestry of midnight blue woven with silver. [ east ] Orientalism. You push aside the curtain. Fragrant warmth meets your face.
      [ up ] Bianco.

This place has a certain ambiance...