Sitting in the dungeon, my skin chilled from the icy cold stone floors-not yet thawed from the previous winter-and the lack of candles that provide no heat or comfort. My sapphire blue dress with sleeves torn off to my shoulders with a giant tear running vertically starting from my upper thigh is tinted gray from the dust and dirt from the dungeon floors. A puddle of dirty water lies in front of me showing the bruises and scars that cover my face. Even through the rippling water, it's still easy to see the thin layer of dirt that coats my bland and tangled brunette hair. Tears trickle from my sea blue eyes, splashing into the dirty water.
Earlier this morning, I had been forced to see my families rotting bodies for the last time. It wasn't the average farewell, rather more gruesome. Their pale, limp, lifeless bodies stacked into a pile. The soon-to-be new Ruler, Varek Barnford had the 'honor' of igniting my family to flames. The nauseating scent of their decaying bodies only amplifying with the heavy smoke of the fire. I so badly wished to run to them, to burn with them. I would have if Varek's guards hadn't been restraining my movements. I remember the silents sobs that shook my body. The tears that still running down my cheeks. My eyes swollen and red. If only I had been killed with them, taken from this torture. I remember begging and screaming for it to come, only to have Varek's hand clamped around my neck. An evil glint in his eyes, he said, "You're going to be fun to play with."
Creeeak. The piercing sound of metal grinding against metal fills the brisk dungeon room. I don't look up to see who it is; anyone and everyone means danger and will only bring me harm. The mystery person takes soft, hesitant steps towards me. Still, I don't move an inch from my fetal position. A throat is cleared.
"Your Majesty?" A confident male voice echos the otherwise empty room. It sounds oddly familiar, but I can't quite match it to a face. I don't respond. "Your Majesty?" They repeat, concern creeping into their voice.
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Hourglass
Historia CortaAspens family is gone. Forever. Their kingdom was overthrown and only she remains. There is no one left in the world who she cares about, not even herself. Aspen longs to join her family, and today her wish may be granted. Today is the day of her...
