that dungeon. It was as if I had never been a free creature before, a

ther side of the veil that separated the human world from the wor

screams of suffering, and flames – it was like a vision of bib

as dark as pitch and thousands of stars that illu

p the tower, seemed to notice my admiration

aid with a hoars

y bright dots that it seemed unreal. "But you would be

en. It had been 10 years since I last saw the moon, since I last looked at

rs since I ceased

. "You will have plenty of time to see the moon, th

lf to be guided up those stairs, to be taken wherever Amon deemed appro

le faces – to

to those people, and without wait

y all the dirt. The maids helped me clean my hair – which I only then discovered was too long – new clothes w

re, no dreams, nothing. My face, once round like a doll's, was now th

ent. I was a di

ething else. Something without a name, without reasons to live, without a purpose. Nothing but the desire to kill that damned k

ulties I faced. They put thick curtains on my windows until I got used to the light again, brought me vitamins, me

my tongue and throat felt incapable at first. I clung to books that seemed difficult

p finally embraced my body and my eyes grew heavy as I nestled in that warm bed with thin sheets. But at the end o

alone for so long, but I hope you understand that I had to take care of some things." He smiled, and when I h

feeling my voice a little more

ile seemed more alive as he nodded. "Yes, a

ade my heart race. A

.

his plan, he told me about the king's weakness, and taking advantage of the new moon –

were dull – as if his life no longer made sense – but still, I felt his warm blood in my hands, and I knew that if he could

or a moment, that sleeping child deep within me awakened. I could feel the lively and frightened eyes staring at that old body as if exp

itely dead, and I was th