The wailing winds
A stormy sea
And the screams of a tortured woman
Her screams..... My screams.....
With my hands bound and feet attached to a ball and chain, they threw me overboard into the dark.
My lungs persevered to make noise until I could no more.
I was swallowed by the vast darkness.
The books are wrong. There is no happily ever after.
There are only unwritten endings too painful for children to read.
I'm not a villain..... I'm not a villain!
All I ever wanted was to save them!
There was nowhere else I could go! I thought I could trust men and gods but I was wrong.
No matter the good we do, we will always be condemned, no matter how many centuries have passed.
My husband...
My daughters..... I'm sorry...
I'm so sorry.
Now
In a cloaked underwater facility near the
