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Ashes to Ashes

Author: Bella Moondragon
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2024-02-24 02:07:32

*Ella*

I open my eyes, blinking into the eerie green light of the cramped room I was thrown into a few hours ago. The walls are made of stone and drip with condensation. I look up at the wooden ceiling where streaks of light filter down and cause the floor to dance with pockets of pale gray. The ceiling is a trap door; the room I’m in is an outdoor cellar. A set of slimy stairs lead up to the ceiling, the slime now covered with muddy footprints.

There’s nothing down here but me. No chair, bed,
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