Winddeceiver
“His wrist chain had been looped to a thick pin in the wall above his head and his legs spread, the iron bands on his ankles slipped into hooks on the cold, damp floor. The wall behind him was frigid and wet and vile-smelling and reminded him vividly of the dungeon in Oceania where Liza’s parents had had him incarcerated once.
“I want to see my men!” he had snarled from between clenched teeth, but his guards had only laughed at his request. They had slammed shut the cell door, leaving only a thi...n strip of light from the torches in the hallway outside to filter through the bars set high in the door. Their footsteps faded away and the far off sound of another door closing shut out all the sound around him save for the distant plink of water.
Tears welled in his stricken eyes. He hated being caged like this. It brought back too many memories of other times when he had been lashed down, unable to move, helpless and hopeless and miserable, at the mercy of others. Shaken, nearly out of his mind with grief and guilt, he thought of Rachel and he hung his head, his breath catching with sobs.MoreLess
“I want to see my men!” he had snarled from between clenched teeth, but his guards had only laughed at his request. They had slammed shut the cell door, leaving only a thi...n strip of light from the torches in the hallway outside to filter through the bars set high in the door. Their footsteps faded away and the far off sound of another door closing shut out all the sound around him save for the distant plink of water.
Tears welled in his stricken eyes. He hated being caged like this. It brought back too many memories of other times when he had been lashed down, unable to move, helpless and hopeless and miserable, at the mercy of others. Shaken, nearly out of his mind with grief and guilt, he thought of Rachel and he hung his head, his breath catching with sobs.MoreLess
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