“ Witch!”
He screamed,
his deep voice seemed
to penetrate to the bone,
as she was shackled,
and left alone.
She was in a dark room,
uncertainty loomed,
her voice tied,
her life lied,
her future died,
her past tried,
as she sensed chunks of death
floating around,
taking her spirits down,
the Keeper’s voice steadily slashed,
pain shot through her vein,
her voice cracking under the strain,
death sent messages to...
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