The weeks and months passed quickly for you.
You found yourself cleaning, cooking, and serving your new "employer," though to your surprise it was relatively relaxed and congenial.
When you made mistakes, and you often did in the beginning you were scolded and punished. Though you loathed such treatment you in time learned from your mistakes and grew.
Then when returning to the kitchen after bringing my meal you made another mistake.
A fatal flaw, a mortal mistake.
You slipped and fell down a flight of stairs.
In pain, bleeding out, and slowly losing consciousness the last thing you saw was my face. Fading in and out of consciousness you saw my hand was placed over your head and vivid reddish light emanating from my palm. You felt the pain subside as you finally lost consciousness.
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
RomanceA cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? Wha...
