She opened her eyes slowly, She was scared of seeing a bright cell, Or worse the place were slaves ended, Hell or someplace they called it, It was hot and the sinners and lower class somehow always did, even though, the purest form of humans came from peace loving slaves.
It was supposed to be hot and painful, but It wasn’t hot, She could only see a bright white ceiling on top, It had the carving of a wolf, The wolf felt very familiar to her, Like she had seen it before in real life.
Somehow she mindlessly tried to move to get a closer look of the carved art, but it was rather painful especially when she Stretched her head. Her back was in pain as well, but at the same time she felt relieved from moving. There was a cold patch under her back that allowed her to stretch as much as she w
