WIP Wednesday
More from Thingbreaker.
I come to spitting water and shivering. Rebekah hefts the bucket, as if considering whether or not to empty the second half over my head. “Are you awake?”I toss wet hair back out of my eyes. “Now.” A moment of fumbling before I realize my hands and feet are bound, coils of rope holding me fast in a heavy wooden chair. There's no prickle of magic from either chair or rope. Not charmed. Getting loose won't be hard once my magic wakes back up. At the moment it's burning sl...
I come to spitting water and shivering. Rebekah hefts the bucket, as if considering whether or not to empty the second half over my head. “Are you awake?”I toss wet hair back out of my eyes. “Now.” A moment of fumbling before I realize my hands and feet are bound, coils of rope holding me fast in a heavy wooden chair. There's no prickle of magic from either chair or rope. Not charmed. Getting loose won't be hard once my magic wakes back up. At the moment it's burning sl...
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