Raula
It's dark. It's cold. I haven't felt this lonely and hopeless since that night ... That night when I wondered in the woods with the wounds of rejection and the shame burning my skin, that was the only time in my life when I really needed someone. I had always convinced myself that I didn't need anybody, but that night... I needed my mate, and he never came...
Crumpled in the hole, I coil, hoping I could generate some heat and not just freeze to death instead.
I am going to die in here. It will be such a slow and painful death. I will just starve and then rot away. Why does being choked to death by Ulfred's hands sound much like a good idea right now?
Because I have given up.
