The night is illuminated solely by torches prompts

8 months ago

POV first-person perspective shot captures the lower half of my body as I lie inside a traditional canvas tent. I am dressed in the historical attire of Arab soldiers—a long, loose-fitting tunic made of lightweight fabric, designed for comfort and movement in harsh climates. A belt cinches the garment at my waist, securing it in place. On my feet, I wear traditional leather sandals reinforced with thick soles, their straps wrapping securely around my ankles, the kind worn by warriors of the past for durability and grip on rough terrain. The entrance of the tent is directly in front of my feet, partially open, revealing the dark night beyond. Flickering light dances across the ground as a group of soldiers, dressed in the same historical garments, stand at a distance outside. They hold torches, their flames casting long, wavering shadows across the landscape. The atmosphere is tense—silent, except for the occasional crackle of fire. The dim glow of the torches barely illuminates their faces, but their posture is unmistakable. They are watching. Waiting.