"WAKE UP," they're screaming in my face. I wince and pull myself up from the ground. My long hair is crusted with blood, and the strands hang limply around my face as I stand, some of them brushing my face as I stand. They drag me off the large boat we all got here in, and drop me into a smaller boat. From there, I am rowed towards a castle made of stone. A guard hits me on the head, and I faint. When I wake up, I am on the floor of a cold stone prison cell. I curl up into a ball, and pray that this will be over soon and I can go back home. But then I remember that there is no home. Only ashes.
[@Chronos Hybrid]