B. Shytle's Blog
April 25, 2024
WIP #1
A boy taken and bound, forced to do terrible things to survive. Until one day, he is saved by the woman he now binds himself to willingly. "Come, my pet. Let's get you cleaned up." the woman says to you.
Her voice sounds like it is from the heavens, and you don't know if you are dreaming or if your nightmares are finally over. What else is there to lose? What more can these people take from you?
"Are you going to come with me?" she held out her hand to you as if to call you to her. As if you needed her hand to help you from the soiled ground you now sat upon.
"Come on, we have to get out of here." a man rushes toward them, speaking to the woman.
But she still holds your stare, her eyes boring into yours. "Not without this one. He is coming with us, and he will be mine."
O.
Her voice sounds like it is from the heavens, and you don't know if you are dreaming or if your nightmares are finally over. What else is there to lose? What more can these people take from you?
"Are you going to come with me?" she held out her hand to you as if to call you to her. As if you needed her hand to help you from the soiled ground you now sat upon.
"Come on, we have to get out of here." a man rushes toward them, speaking to the woman.
But she still holds your stare, her eyes boring into yours. "Not without this one. He is coming with us, and he will be mine."
O.
