Darkness and murkiness had enveloped the young heir. When she had awoken and realized she lost an arm and a leg, it dragged her directly back to her time she had spent imprisoned in house Oakenstaff.
It wasn't uncommon for men to drag someone they tortured, missing limbs and toss him out on the street. Almost no one would support a beggar who could do nothing. Some were lucky enough to drag out life for weeks or months. Most died of starvation or froze to death when the cold nights approached.
They always told her if she was unlucky that they would drag her out one day too.
Once the spiral started it was too hard for a girl to stop. The things that were supposed to support and save her fell apart. Even if rationally, she knew that none of them would abandon her, it was too much for a girl of fourteen to handle.
