The silence was so oppressive, it was hard to breathe. It was so quiet here, as if the whole world was holding its breath. Suddenly the door to my prison was flung open and the Cursed One entered in. The sound of his boots on the flagstones hurt my ears, long unused because of the wretched silence. He laughed at me, his cold laughter echoing through the empty room, the sound making me shudder. I was surprised he could even laugh anymore since he didn't seem to feel any other emotion. But then again, human suffering doesn't usually cause laughter to usual people.
"Thought about it long enough girl?" he drawled, sneering.
"My answer still stands. I will not give in and let down my people." I replied quietly
"We'll see how you do a couple days without food then and see if you're so high and mighty then." he laughed again and strode off, cape swirling behind him. I sighed and sat down against a wall. The silence settling back in the room like a heavy cloak in the middle of summer. I still had trouble beleiving my own sister had betrayed me and gotten me into this mess. I didn't blame her though. Times were hard and everyone already believed I was a witch why not my family?
It was because of my eyes...Not many people on this side of the world had dark eyes and dark hair to boot. So, naturally I was an outcast. I didn't find out till a couple years ago that the people I had lived with till now weren't my birth-parents. They weren't even related to me. I didn't even find out from them that they had adopted me. I was furious, I had trusted them and they had betrayed me. They didn't even have the courage to tell me themselves they sent one of their friends to do it. Then when times got rough I was thrown out from my family, my home, and the people I had known my entire life. You know, the silence isn't really getting to me anymore and I think I can lift my head a little higher. Admitting my fears, has lifted my heart just a little. It made me think that I might be able to stand up to him for another day. I'm so hungry though, it feels as if someone is burning a hole in my stomach. The door slams open again he enters my prison to taunt me. I can feel his stare as he walks across the room to me, still slouched on the floor. He curls his lips in a sneer at my fallen state.
"Had enough yet little elf?" he scowls, waiting for my answer which he won't like anyways.
"I still will not betray them they did nothing to me." I croak with my fading bit of strength.
"They did nothing? They did nothing?!" he yells, voice echoing through the silence I've begun to love,"They lied to you, threw you out and turned you in and still you say they did nothing. Well, I commend you for your self-righteousness." and he turned on his heel and strode out the door slamming it with a great deal of force.
I made him mad. It's a small victory, but an important one. It shows that I have more power than he thought. I have control. He hates me enough to lose control, now I have the upper hand. He can't hurt me anymore I'm free. Emotionally, I'm free. He doesn't matter anymore. I may be imprisoned ,but I'll turn my prison into a sanctuary even he can't change. Here, he'll be powerless. Here, he'll be nothing, I won't care if he lives or dies. I'm not even afraid of him remotely. I feel like I can lose myself in my surroundings. I can begin to live again. But, not today, maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll be different. Tommorrow I'll change the world. Tomorrow...
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