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Kynna
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Excuse the crappy title >_> I'm tired.
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She didn't want to go outside. Her master had told her the outside was dangerous, that she should never venture out again. She'd been told dragons would fly out of the sky and scoop her up to feed their hatchlings for a snack. She did not want to be an overgrown lizard's snack. No, no, no.
Yet here her master was, telling her that she had to go outside with him to a gathering. If she protested, she would go without her rations for the day, meaning she would be too weak to complete the majority of her daily chores, which would result in more punishment. Reluctantly, the girl slave nodded to her master. He smirked. "A good girl, Evelina. Tonight is the party, which will begin shortly before sunset. Have all of your chores completed by then,", he ordered, turning to leave her to her chores.
The bronze-haired slave bowed until the tips of her hair touched the floor."Yes, Master. Everything will be done by this afternoon, as you wish." She bit her lip nervously as she straightened and dashed for the door. Her bare feet smack-smacked on the dirt floors as she hurried to get a holder for her hair to keep it out of her face. With the cloth tied at the top of her head to keep her hair back, she gathered buckets and cloths so she could begin her cleaning.
As she scrubbed the walls, she tried not to think about what dangers lied beyond the tall structures. Dragons that would eat her and use her bones for toothpicks, or gryphons who would eat the eyeballs of a man before his body. These horror stories were all she knew of the outside world, and she was much too terrified to go out into it like her master wanted her to.
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She didn't want to go outside. Her master had told her the outside was dangerous, that she should never venture out again. She'd been told dragons would fly out of the sky and scoop her up to feed their hatchlings for a snack. She did not want to be an overgrown lizard's snack. No, no, no.
Yet here her master was, telling her that she had to go outside with him to a gathering. If she protested, she would go without her rations for the day, meaning she would be too weak to complete the majority of her daily chores, which would result in more punishment. Reluctantly, the girl slave nodded to her master. He smirked. "A good girl, Evelina. Tonight is the party, which will begin shortly before sunset. Have all of your chores completed by then,", he ordered, turning to leave her to her chores.
The bronze-haired slave bowed until the tips of her hair touched the floor."Yes, Master. Everything will be done by this afternoon, as you wish." She bit her lip nervously as she straightened and dashed for the door. Her bare feet smack-smacked on the dirt floors as she hurried to get a holder for her hair to keep it out of her face. With the cloth tied at the top of her head to keep her hair back, she gathered buckets and cloths so she could begin her cleaning.
As she scrubbed the walls, she tried not to think about what dangers lied beyond the tall structures. Dragons that would eat her and use her bones for toothpicks, or gryphons who would eat the eyeballs of a man before his body. These horror stories were all she knew of the outside world, and she was much too terrified to go out into it like her master wanted her to.