“I was 21 years old when he took me. I trusted him, I thought he would allow me to
rest. You see the battle had been so
hard that day and I was so tired. I had
just lost my brother and my lover in one fell swoop, I thought I could take him
on but I just couldn’t. When he offered to
let me rest I assumed he was taking pity and feeling remorse for his
actions. I believed that bastard.” Elline drew her knees up to her chest. “He came in the night, he killed my army, he
took me prisoner.” Her eyes glazed over as if she was seeing a different time
and a different place. “The things that
happened then…” Elline moaned pitifully,
her body physically shaking. Asha
reached out and touched Elline’s arm.
They sat in silence for a moment as Elline rubbed her face, muttering to
herself.
Please remember it is rough but at this point to just get it out of my head and onto paper is the most important thing I can do. Hooray for encouragement, here's hoping the momentum continues.
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