I was drowning in sorrow in the pale world of my dreams. I suddenly and violently surfaced. I felt an intense cold, wetness pour over me. Was I actually drowning?
I woke sitting up, drenched in icy cold water.
"Wake up you've slept long enough, make my dinner and bring it to my private study, you have three hours"
I looked over to see the Dark One standing next to me. my body was still in shock but lucid enough to notice. If she had drenched me in water, where was the bucket? Was it magic again? I watched her walk off up the stairs from my cell.
I sat there, I curled myself into a ball. I was confused. I had returned to the world of the waking to the demands of the horrid woman, but part of me wanted to thank her. I was saved from that Nightmare, saved from the dark dreams of my abusive Father, but now I was in the hands of an Abusive woman.
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
عاطفيةA 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...
