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Darkness. The scent of mildew and rot filled the musty air. There was little sound but the soft clink of chains as I moved and the faint sound of my breathing. I wasn't feeling much other than shock. I couldn't remember much but the death of my father, and an important fight. A fight I knew I should remember every detail of, but hard as I tried, I couldn't.
I was thrown in an aged prison cell without explanation, and no way to get out, at least, none I could easily see. I realised the only way out would be when they came to check on me, but I had no clue why I was here. They might've left me to die. My right eye ached and I put up a hand to rub it.
I quickly withdrew my hand after the feeling of warmth ran down my arm and there was a dripping sound on the floor. It smelled like blood, and it came from my eye. I kept it shut tight. great, I thought. now I'm going to be blind and only see with my left eye. I sat there in the corner, and waited for whatever was to come.
A few days passed, or what seemed like it. There were no windows so I couldn't tell the time of day. The eye stopped bleeding, but still ached greatly. I kept it shut still. I decided they must have left me in here to die because no one had come to give me food and I was hungry.
I lied down and tried to sleep, until I heard a heavy door open and footsteps coming closer. Light flooded the room and my eye strained to adjust quickly. A figure walked into the light and their features slowly revealed themselves to me.
The man who appeared was familiar, but I couldn't figure out who it was. "Asheill?" The voice, so familiar...I backed away and the chains followed. "It's Nethaniel, I'm going to get you out of here!" I didn't know this man.
"I don't know anyone named Nethaniel!" I yelled. I knew he wasn't lying, I could tell, but I didn't remember him.
Nethaniel came closer and stared at me. "What have they done to you?" He sounded concerned, which was starting to scare me because I knew I should know him. "Nothing," I replied. "That's why I'm still here!" He knelled and picked the locks on the chains.
"So you don't remember," I ripped a piece of cloth from my sleeve and tied it around my head, covering my right eye. "Thanks and all, but I don't know why I'm here, I could be a wanted criminal and you could be my partner-in-crime. I might've killed someone!" Now I was scaring myself.
"do you truly believe that?" There was a long silence, followed by footsteps down the corridor. "We must hurry, they probably heard the door open. I know a shortcut!" He grabbed my arm and pulled me in the opposite direction of the footsteps.
I followed him down the dimly-lit corridor, and the farther away we got, the closer the footsteps seemed. They stopped right around where the cell the cell I was in was. The voices were hard to make out because we were running farther away at the full speed of a human.
"Someone picked the chains, she's gone."
"He won't be happy when he hears this, I'm sure glad I won't be the one to tell him.
"Heads will be rolling. I can't believe we let Her Highness slip-"
One of the other voices interrupted. "If His Majesty heard that, he'd kill you!"
"Right, I can't believe that...woman got-"
The voices became too far away to hear.
"You can't go faster?" Nethaniel had stopped and was breathing heavily. " I am only Human, as I am slower and lose more energy. We lost the now, they're far enough back that I can rest." He pointed towards the end of the corridor. "That'll take you to Syon. I'll stay behind to stall those guards." I hesitated. "May Mikhail be with you." I clasped my hands together with the index fingers pointed towards my head and bowed, wishing him luck.
"Thank you, Your-" He interrupted himself. "Asheill." He motioned good luck and started in the other direction. I watched him disappear into the darkness and I turned towards the light.
 Asheill · Wed Nov 12, 2008 @ 02:02am · 3 Comments |
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