Her silver shackles clinked softly with each step she took, their metallic sound echoing in the oppressive silence of the prison.
She could feel the weight of them pressing down on her wrists, a constant reminder of her captivity and the uncertainty that lay ahead. But despite the heaviness of her restraints, she refused to let them break her spirit, to extinguish the flicker of hope that burned within her heart.
As they reached her cell, the guards paused, their expressions grim beneath their helmets. The door creaked open with a protest of rusty hinges, revealing a small chamber that seemed to swallow the light that dared to penetrate its gloom.
