The Thief and The Captive
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Locked away in the deep dungeons of a mansion for fifteen years, the nameless girl knew no soul, spoke no words and saw none of the outside world. She accepted the darkness that her cold cell brought, the coming and going of light through a fissure in the wall, her only sense of time. Trapped in walls of cement, trapped in shadows in her mind. The only time her solitude in the cell would cease was when she was visited by the man who put her there. No hope, no mercy, no love, no future. So she lived her excuse of a life, enduring as days turned into nights. Until a thief came to steal this girl who was stolen.
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