• spa
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     I could fight this, I was sure of it but why? My shoulder was killing me from where the mark bled, and there was nothing to stop them from using that to their advantage. At least from what I could tell. Instead, I could go with them, and only fight when it was necessary. I ...
  • prison cell
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    Slowly, I feel my eyes opening and the pain settling in again. I’d been through enough ‘ceremonies’ to know that the pain of the branding isn’t one that’s easy to heal. Especially not if the person isn’t allowed to see a doctor. I would not be granted that luxury. I would instead have to face ...