Drip Drip Drip
I don't know how many days has passed since i've been here....not that it matters anyway.*sigh*
"I'm so boooored" i say out loud to myself.
I can hear my voice echoing through the dungeon hallway.
Yes. A dungeon hallway.
I turn over in an attempt to position my aching body in a more comfortable position(not that any position on this damn cold floor is!).
My chains are so heavy and they have been digging into my flesh. I can barely feel blood flow in my hands and feet. To make matters worse, they make the most annoying screeching noise i have ever heard in my life.
"Haiz... and here i thought that they would take it a little easy on me because i'm a girl." i mutter under my breath.
The thought puts a crazy grin on my face.
I guess that was wistful thinking on on my part. Afterall nobody is foolish enough to "take it easy" on the Crazy Princess of the Fallen Tuali Clan. I laugh madly to myself . Suddenly i felt someone watching me . i turn my head it the direction of the feeling in time to catch the guy in the next cell looking at me in a way that seemed to ask "Are you okay in the head?" I returned the stare right back at him, which made him squirm.
That's when i realized that i was releasing bloodlust. I decided to cut the guy some slack and broke the stare. After that the guy turned the other way. I guess he finally decided to mind his own business. Tch. i feel annoyed anytime i think of how i ended up here and why i haven't broken out of here even though i can. juat the thought of ot makes my blood boil.
This all started 3 months ago...
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Unhinged
FantasyA tribe full of gifted. Her pack wants nothing more than to see her demise. Baobab Tua Tuali doesn't even know why they hate her so much or why the elders place unreasonable restrictions on her. With no one to trust, except her brother River, Mawli...
