Misery stumbled, sore and tired from her ordeal at the hands of marauders on the road, as well as the fear and harassment she recieved once she set foot on this land. But she had to go on, there was something in her blood that sang to her, drawing her ever closer to this place. It reminded her so much of home, and of comfort, oddly enough.
She banged a bleeding, chapped hand against the door that led down to the dungeons she knew lay below the earth. Magic stirred in her, her breath was ragged with arousal, there was a Master or Mistress here that was fit to rule her, she knew it!
She banged a bleeding, chapped hand against the door that led down to the dungeons she knew lay below the earth. Magic stirred in her, her breath was ragged with arousal, there was a Master or Mistress here that was fit to rule her, she knew it!