"It's none of your business" The beast groaned and struggled up to a seating position. Its body blended with the chains, making them almost invisible. It must have been the reason why Lucas had not seen them earlier.
Lucas stared at the glowing body of the watcher and when he was convinced that the animal was okay and would not rip his head anytime soon, he averted his gaze to his cell. Tiny lines imprint themselves on his forehead, however, when he saw the wooden plate, sitting on the floor, just next to his bed. The plate content on the plate was steaming or so Lucas thought, for the green leaves that were used as a cover were trapping some of the growing steam.
I wonder what it is.
Lucas thought as he walked towards the plate. He has been in the cell for heaven knows how long, and n
