Writing Group 21: A little description

The roof sloped all the way from the door to the wall,

on the other side of the room. It left no illusion that this was an attic room at the top if a five story building. The window looked diagonally up, towards the sun, sky and stars. It was a perfect spot, on a clear night to gaze into the heavens. But when a storm threatened, you could close off the world and be safe, cosy and smelling of cats.

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