AURORA CELESTINE

Third-person point of view:

Aurora Celestia clung to her teddy bear on the bed, trembling with fear and anxiety as she heard her father's footsteps approaching upstairs. She couldn't understand why he held such animosity towards her. The vibrations of his steps only intensified Aurora's unease.. Every day, he returned home with anger or sadness, ensuring she felt his pain too.

Aurora, being confined within the basement walls all her life, was utterly unaware of what lay beyond it.

Her daily routine involved waking up and enduring beatings followed by bouts of weeping while fervently praying for deliverance from her plight..

The memory of her mother lingered, though Aurora remained uncertain of her fate.

"Oh, someone's awake," she heard his voice sneer as he entered the room.

Fear coursed through her body as he advanced toward her.

"Missed me?" he taunted with a smirk.

Aurora flinched, inhaling the scent of drugs pulsing through his aggressive demeanor. Her eyes trained downward, she uttered a hushed greeting.

He forbade her from addressing him as "father" or "dad," and he made sure to enforce it with fervor. As he approached, looming over her small form like an ominous cloud, dread gripped Aurora's racing heart..

Each encounter with him was a harrowing ordeal, leaving her trembling in fear.

She dared not meet his gaze, knowing the consequences could be dire.

"Why so quiet?" he demanded, his voice laced with malice.

Aurora sat in silence, unable to breathe under the weight of her father's expectations. All she longed for was a chance at freedom amidst this suffocating environment.

However, she remained trapped as though being kept prisoner by her cruel father and hoped desperately for an existence beyond his control. Despite succumbing to fear that plagued herself within, Aurora tried summoning defiance from deep inside of her fragile spirit;

"I don't want to talk," She barely whispered but knew it would ignite anger within him.

Her rejection sparked rage behind his eyes: he hated hearing those words because they insinuated disobedience towards him- which always led down a violent path where thoughts turned into actions quickly without hesitation nor reason besides fury fueled hate overflowing every minute spent together due

The room became thick with tension - lying bare around them both until all Auroras mind could do wandered off far away seeking some solace among distant memories left provided only comfort instead nonsensical rules enforced upon oneself too young never having asked anything back really except trying turning punishment less severe sometimes handing out compliments should suffice when necessary

yet little did one know about what goes on behind closed doors hidden lies brought forth unleashing monstrous carnivorous desires closing tight jaws devouring souls whole making ones experience livid nightmares switching between terror uncertainty sorrow disbelief melancholy regret soul draining depression eventually leading their lives toward inevitable doom drawing closer each passing day heavily weighted seemingly so impossible freeing love loss guilt met tragic destiny predicted

oh-so-long ago now finally fulfilling ancient prophecies unknown soon dying alone desolate lonely deserted lost sanity replaced nothingness hollow void dark oblivion merging hellish furnace eternal damnation forevermore irreversible situation sins let slip surely unforgiving countless wrongs doing caused pain couldn't see how real empathy

openly communicate express truth delve deeper explore emotions fully realizing mistakes made possible future changing past cannot altered pressing forward better life lately started going faster happier maybe just keep moving onwards avoid looking backwards except fond memories shared family warm home cooking delicious meals sitting dinner table ringing cheers laughter good times never again come close feeling this loved then

realizing trapped soulless body a moment waking up dragging oneself through adversities until done accomplishing missions trialing paths chosen starting anew leaving past behind acting present forging ahead whatever may future holds intend facing courage dignity perseverance ultimately resulting satisfactory ending one has journeyed came know learned awakened matured grew stronger ready embracing next chapters unfolding story called Life.

Every day, he wished for her demise, yet she remained stubbornly alive, a fact that only fueled his anger further.

Once again, she offered no response, merely meeting his gaze with silent defiance.

The question continued to repeat in her mind, but she couldn't find the answers.

He let out a sigh of frustration when she didn't respond and left through the door after giving one last look, leaving her grappling with an overwhelming silence.

She held on tightly to her teddy bear as tears pooled up; singing her mother's favourite song helped ease some of that pain while rocking back and forth into herself.

Her father was never like this; she fondly recalled the times they shared fun moments together.

But the course of events took a dramatic turn when he stumbled upon his mother's affair during their intense arguments.

It was on that fateful day that her mother commanded her to conceal herself upstairs and only come out when called, which she dutifully complied with.

That marked the final memory she had of her mother.

Since then, her father, Czar, had become increasingly cruel and unkind towards her.

The lack of food had caused her to lose weight drastically, and the bruises marred her once-presentable appearance.

In her thoughts, Aurora remained oblivious to her father's entrance into the room.

His eyes darted around before fixing on her, and he swiftly moved towards her.

"GET UP," he hissed, gripping her arms tightly.

A cry escaped her lips as she attempted to rise but stumbled and fell to the floor.

How long had it been since she had used her legs?

"We have to leave right now, child. I don't want to get arrested," he urged, continuing to pull at her arms.

However, Aurora was too weak to even stand; her body pleaded for mercy.

In his haste, Czar failed to notice the people entering the basement.

"Ah, where are you headed?" inquired a bespectacled gentleman while tilting his head to the side.

Aurora observed her father's complexion turning ghostly pale as though he had encountered something supernatural.

The assembly of men dressed in formal suits redirected their focus toward them, casting an overwhelming shadow over the area with their commanding presence.