WeWriWa/Snippet Sunday 08/04/2013 #8sunday #snipsun
Hope you guys are enjoying the story thus far. Sorry, I missed last week… again. I had to compress a couple sentences to make it eight, but here’s the next installment…
The witch who’d held me and David made certain to take away any comfort we might have. Which was why she exchanged my soft gown for rough, itchy peasant’s clothes, fed me food I wasn’t entirely certain was edible, gave me a cot too short and narrow for even my petite frame, and never bothered with a fire even though winter rapidly approached. I also suspected rats, fleas and God only knew what else resided in those terrible, almost lightless dungeons.
As I staggered behind young David, who was now dragging me through the woods, I smiled weakly at the boy’s natural ebullience and charm. He would bounce back from this as if it never happened. Me, not so much. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been gone but, I’d lost a startling amount of weight. I was afraid to eventually look at myself in a mirror, afraid a skeleton would stare back.
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