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ling hands, pressing my face desperately to a crack in the wooden panel, desperate for a glimpse. He was on his knees, covered in blood. I gasped, "Father, Father," I screamed, hitting my small fists against the unyielding barrier, tears streaming down my face. His eyes found mine. He smiled as horror f

rs shaking with grief. "You must be strong, Christine." As he spoke, a shadow rose behind him, tall and menacing against the crimson light. Fear twisted his once handsome features. "None of this is your fault," the darkness lunge

orm cloud. "I'm sorry," I whispered, fixing my gaze on the worn stone floor, willing my

d like failures, she said. If I were you, I would have gone with them." She spat, rolling her eyes. "Finish this before sunset. Madam Cora alway

share. "The moon goddess will choose tonight," one whispered reverently. "Just one wish. Anything anyone desires will be granted. You know anyone could be chosen." Just then a guard's voice echoed sharply through the corridor. "All servants remain out of sight. You must not be found anyway close to the back halls." My bucket fell as I stumbled back instantly, hiding myself behind the stone walls. Any attempt on defiling orders would lead to grievous consequences. Especially for the wolfless one, guard continued his voice filling the corridor. Every gaze turned toward me, a dozen pairs of eyes filled with disgust. Shame burned hot and f

. Go where? I cannot be out there. This thought was reckless. It was madness. Whatever this is, stop!

o glance. Please," I whispered, my voice trembling like autumn leaves. "No. Keep your eyes forward and your hands on your head, and walk back, or you'll regret it," the guard barked. I twisted against his grip, just enough to look past him. The hall. Silver light. Elders. Power. And then... he slammed me into the wall. Laughter rippled through the corridor. Soft whispers, locking glances that cut deeper than any blad