Engulfed with constant fear, disarray and hopelessness, yet somehow a flicker of hope still remained in her heart as she employed focused on how to survive rather than the unfortunate incident she was going through.
Rather than thinking of her gruesome plight, she pushed through as she conveyed focus, in physical and both mental strength in the heart wrenching machinations designed to serve her a remarkable death, but little did her captor know that she was not one born to die so easily, she was born to persevere through the fiercest of flames and the tempest of seas.
Her wits and physical training were her greatest allies in that treacherous entrapment where her life was hanging on a thin thread.
As she attentively solved the riddle and placed the colored jewel on the right statue, sweat dripped on her palm as she could feel the taste of freedom resting on her tongue, every inhale and exhale she took was heaved with tension.
