It's pouring rain outside, and we're drenched to the bone. We were in a dry but we'll lit cave in the woods. We found shelter in the ave, it was inviting. I shiver, teeth chattering. Derrick wraps his arms around me, trying to warm me up. I lean against him, seeking comfort in his embrace. The cave was empty, I was drenched to skin. All the cervices of my body were visible through my thin dress. My body looked glossed under the mysterious lights in the cave. My nipples were pointing out toward him. He looked away quickly and swallowed hard. He had saved me from the rain and brought me to shelter. I was cold. Awkwardly, I wrapped my hands across my chest to keep myself warm. I was shivering. The water on my hair ran down my back. There was an already lit fire in the cave. He held me close and wrapped his arms around me. The rain fell in wild torrents, there was a storm outside. “I'll take you back to the palace, you need to get dry.” He suggested. I shook my head negatively in tears.

King LancelotA forest of pine trees stood tall and proud, their needles whispering in the wind. In the center of the clearing, a circle of foxes stood, their tails waving gently. In the very center of the circle, a throne sat, carved from the finest wood. On the throne, an ancient fox rested, his eyes closed in repose. The other foxes stood guard, their ears alert for any sign of danger. The scene was peaceful, yet there was a sense of anticipation in the air, as if something momentous was about to happen. “We seek the child, my king. We'll bring him to you as soon as we find him.” My messenger bowed in reverence. I stood up from my throne with much difficulty, and transformed into my original form. A fox with a long fiery tail. My gaze is focused on the horizon, where the sun is setting in a blaze of glory. I am old, and my time on this earth is drawing to a close. But I am a fox, and I know that when one life ends, another begins. I am content with what I have achieved, an

GwenThe sun was beginning to fade away, the night drew close. I was helpless. His servants had served me food and water, but I left them untouched. I was too angry to have a bite. I wished I had listened to Derrick. But it was too late for regrets. I had to figure out what to do. Derrick would be leaving soon, and I had only few hours left before night fall. I sat helplessly on the ground and rest my head against the wall in despair. How could Simon do this to me? He was a maniac. He was trying to get an apology out of me like nothing had happened. I was fed up, I was tired of being used. Why am I so stupid? I asked myself. All the brainstorming got me exhausted pretty soon. I had a bigger challenge before me, and I had to confront it first. Leaving this place!. I was lost in my own world of thoughts when I had an unexpected visitor. It was Morgana. My chest tightened for a moment, I despised her very existence. She had a stupid sneer stamped on her face. H

GwenI was probably getting whisked off to Derrick's dungeon in Dycan. I almost went berserk spending a few hours in Simon's dungeon. I thought about the dungeons that awaited me. I tried to distract myself, to focus on anything else, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the dark, foreboding place. I knew it would be cold and damp, that there would be no light or fresh air. I tried to imagine what it would be like to be trapped there, to be separated from the outside world. The thought made me feel sick, and I had to fight back the urge to vomit. I was terrified, but I had to keep my composure, to stay strong. I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. Everything I thought I knew had been turned upside down, and I was left reeling. My head was spinning, and my heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest. How could I have been so blind, so oblivious? The betrayal was like a knife in my gut, and I didn't know how to process it. I was consumed by a whir

Gwen“I’m very sorry for rejecting you back then.” “I made a mistake and I hope you see my sincererity.” I was taken aback by his action. I was surprised. “You know you don't mean it. “What have I done wrong?.” “I accept you don't like me, but you don't have to put me through all these. Rejecting me should have been enough for you.” “What are you talking about?.” He finally asked. “You've been swaying my feelings, I'm probably your play thing like those girls at the inn from the other night.” “Stop acting like you love me or you have any feelings for me when you clearly don't.” He didn't flinch, he silently watched me pour out my grievances. “For a moment I foolishly thought you did, but I had no idea you were here to whisk me off to some dungeon in Dycan.”The betrayal stung so bad. Tears welled up my eyes. I was foolish, I thought there was a spark between us. “I don't know what I may have done to you Derrick, but I promise never to show my face before you e