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Getting out wasn't hard, though the plans took a while to all get into effect. That explains my lack of writing, for as much as my plot was crucial to my survival, I know it would about bore you to death. The one good thing that came of my time in the dungeon was that I learned a small bit of the strange land I was transferred to last year. Was it really last year? It seems impossible, then again, I only know of the date because I have made a mark on my cell wall for every day that passes, and I have no idea weather this strange land goes by the same day system as my world. I think the cell has led me to some level of insanity, so I'm sorry if I've been going on about nonsense. Back to my plan. I waited until the guards at my cell changed and the idiot who could barely stay awake took the place of a much more competent guard. When he could no longer resist the urge to sleep, I took the keys that hung around his belt and crept out. It was way too easy, I thought to my self, but all I could do was hope for the best. The walk to the man's chambers was uneventful, as at this hour, guards relaxed at got to drinking. I got to a grand door, that from what I had heard, must have been the door I wanted. I opened it and flinched as the large door creaked a sound loud enough to wake the entire castle. I just hoped my time in the dark quiet of my cell made sounds louder in my ears. I took a deep breath and entered. Then I cursed myself for my stupidity. Had I lost all my sense? There were, of course, guards on the inside who grabbed me without hesitation. The man who I had seem rose from a chair, a smirk on his face "Ah, the little prisoner" He said, his words cold as ice "And what, may I ask, is your reason to be here. It better be good, for if it does not satisfy, your punishment will not be as kind as it was" "I was wrongly accused" I said, my voice shaking, though I tried to mask it "I have no time for this" He said, each work was cruel "Should we take her away, Prince?" Asked a guard. Prince? I thought. "No" He said a mean grin contorting his face "Leave us" he commanded.
dancer_ attitude · Tue Jan 18, 2011 @ 04:10am · 0 Comments |
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