Dungeon
The dungeon was dark and dreary; I didn’t want to be here whatsoever. Grime and mould was edging every crevice in the stone walls and it smelled musky. Why, oh why, did I have to be down here?
“You’re late for your detention,” my professor growled as she appeared at the door.
I looked at my feet and didn’t say anything. This was my very first detention and I didn’t know what I’d be doing. As long as it didn’t involve that green mould…
“You will be cleaning this dungeon of all the fungus until it shines,” Professor informed me.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |