Unwillingly I’m reminded of Mistress Dara’s admonition on that wonderful day I arrived here: if anything happened to her it would be a dozen years if ever before anyone even found my body. Faced with this possibility, and to take my mind off my many physical miseries, I begin to fervently offer prayers to her as if she really was a deity and not just a member of the sacred s*x.
Oh my glorious, gorgeous Goddess, please be well wherever you are, and please come back to your hopelessly devoted subject as soon as you are able!
Dara
I begin to come out of senselessness by slow degrees. Gradually I’m made aware of the agony in my wrists and shoulders, and the uncomfortable stuffing of my mouth. Utter blackness is replaced by fuzzy gray and then yellow, with indistinct shapes moving about in i
