Alora
I have no idea what time it is. Or if it is even still daylight outside, because there isn't a single window to see out of. Well… there was one at some point.
You can still see where it used to be. The outline of a window that was now filled in with rough stones, as if someone sealed it shut and didn't care all that much about how it was going to look in the end. I’ve tried pulling at a few of the smaller stones, hoping and praying to the Fates that one of them might come free.
Unfortunately for me, the fates are not on my side, and they don’t move.
Since clawing my way through stone isn't possible, I've taken to pacing the length of the room. My nerves are too twisted to sit still for very long. My steps are controlled at first. But the more time passes, the more steps begin t
