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Bewilderment
When I came to, I would always have my hands covered in red. I wondered when the castle would send more people in search of their own. I feared that my house would crumble to dust one day. We were lucky that the house still stood steadily on its feet.
I would wash away the crimson that showered my body every night before I got home. Eventually, I got used to the taste of blood—that bitter, but rich liquid comparable to drinking some cheap wine. Bodies of various wild animals slumped bare above my feet.
I lost track of time and that became a common s
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