The Captive
I was not expecting us to be in the same environment so I was hoping he would tell me why or answer me but he did not.
Instead, he gave this half smile, something like a smug or a smirk or whatever it was being called. He did not let go of my hand as we mounted the stairs, that felt bizarrely cold beneath my feet; like it was made of ice or some frosty stuff. The stairways looked very scary because of its narrowness. Besides it even looked like a twisted ladder. There was a floor beneath the stairway that seemed deep, hard and far. There was just a stairway, constructed on its own with no pillars by the sides, as though it were a stairway leading to heaven.
I could not even imagine falling f