In the back corner of the room lay Cemilian. He was huddled up, curled up in a small ball as if trying to pull himself into,
A small ball,
As if he was trying to make himself disappear.
Even from were I stood I could see him laying there silently sobbing, shaking.
He was covered in scratches, and cuts and dried blood covered his body. A small pool of blood had form underneath him.
As I approached I could see bruises all across his body particularly across his waist, back, neck, and wrists. I saw small bite marks on his shoulders and neck.
It was like a wild animal had attacked him.
He heard me approach and turned around.
Cemilian saw my face and as my hand reached out he shuddered and shook violently. He began scream and wail. He slapped my hand away before scurrying across the room.
"No! Stay away," he screamed louder, "no more, no more please, leave me be. Dont touch me! No more!"
At hat moment I realized what had happened.
What I had done.
I felt nauseous.
Couldnt contain it, right there I vomited.
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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...
