He stood over me, laughing as my body lay paralyzed. Unable to move other then to watch as my captor tied me down, gently brushing my hair out to the side and laying a single white rose between my hands. I tried to speak but my voice was gone. Light was struggling to stay conscious as the clash between good and evil stirred inside. She knew as well as I did, that this was a battle to remain in balance, the dark and light living, coinhabiting, my body like old friends. I couldn't see my tormentors face, why was it hidden? What did it mean? Listening as he spoke sharply to a woman who entered the room, I recognized that voice...why couldn't I place her? Why couldn't I see her? She was asking him questions, her meek voice gaining strength as she grew emboldened. Ruby...Ruby...why was she sayi
