I slowly made my way to my cell in the basement of the castle; the dungeons.
I was barely able to hold onto my candle to light the way. Each step I took was agonizing. After about fifteen minutes I walked into my room, my cell. I collapsed on the floor from exhaustion, pain and hunger, tired in both body and mind. I didn't even have the strength to move anymore, it was all too much.
I sat there tired, staring up at the stone ceiling. Each passing moment my eyes became heavier and heavier, Till I fell asleep. I wanted more than anything to just dream to never wake again, but her magic tethered me to this world. Regardless of anything.
In the moments that passed I felt a nudge at my foot, the sensation of someone tapping me or rather kicking me.
"Wake up, your late again" the Dark one cried "its morning"
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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...
