Hazel and Holly — An Imparted Plea

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Holly awoke in darkness. She tried to sit up but banged her head against a wooden plank.

“Ow!” She lay back down and rubbed her forehead. The air was warm and stifling and the room jostled to and fro. Where was she? She summoned a little flame into her cupped hands and sucked in a breath.

She was in a wooden box.

The box was as long as she was tall, but it was only about twice her width. Her heart floundered in her chest as she reached out and touched th...