End of the Line

Elsa stood naked before them, shivering. The concrete beneath her feet was cold, unforgiving, and stained from those that had preceded her.

“You will tell me what I want to know, yes?” he asked.

She was the last, which meant that the others hadn’t been broken.

It was her burden now.

She prayed for strength.

 

O.D. Trebor.

End of the Line is a post from: Adventure and Learning