by Annabeth Lake
Published by Annabeth Lake at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 Annabeth Lake
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This book is a work of fiction. All characters should be assumed to be entirely fictional and over the age of 18.
I awaken before nightfall, in despair because I awaken alone. My small room is cold. In my lonely misery I have slept all day on the floor without a blanket. But now, as I rub my eyes and shudder with cold, the bed looks more inviting than grief. Surely I can afford some comfort, for my misery cannot last much longer. He will come tonight.
Slowly, I move to the bed. My chain rattles on the floor. I do not stand but rather move in a crouch, my back bent forward and my legs folded at the knees. Though a glimmer of sunlight still lingers in the crack between the musty curtains, my bones already feel sore. They reject the shape the sunlight forces them to take. They long to transform.
To become what they are supposed to be.