Wolfrend

It never used to be this way. Even now, as I hung bleeding from the wall, I was horribly aware of the difference that two years had made. The steel shackles cut deep in to my wrists, my fingers had gone numb long ago and around that time I had given up on trying to pump blood through those veins. "Just my fingers..." I repeated to myself countless times, "Better then my life." I let my head hang limp. Gravity is a powerful foe and after the torture it felt nice to breathe deeply even if the air was rank with the smell of blood, sweat, and something that sent my body astir. The putrid smell of death. My feet could barely touch the ground and

DANCE 1 As Taine stepped out through the sliding doors of the airport she was greeted with a hearty slap across the face from the damp and cold atmosphere. She tightened her scarf around her face more, drew down her black felt dapper hat, and clutched her bag and coat to her as she searched the signs around her for her name. The bustle was unbelievable the holiday season had people moving about the country even earlier then she had expected. The plane ride had been awful, after three hours of sitting next to a mother with her sobbing child and the constant turbulence from the weather she was surprised she had made the ride without snapping,