Gwendolyn found herself was taken by the dark sorcerer through the dark forest. Frightened, she had heard stories about the dark forces and their cruelty, but she had never imagined that she would fall prey to their schemes.
The man carried her like a sack of potatoes. She couldn't believe how effortlessly he carried her, and his grip on her waist was vice-like, unyielding.
"Put me down!" she screamed, writhing in his arms.
But her cries were met with deafening silence.
As he moved through the forest, Gwendolyn took in the surroundings, her eyes darting wildly as she searched for any sign of help. But, there was no one.
The trees grew closer together, the air becoming more stifling as the darkness swallowed them.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear.
But the man remained silent, his pace never slowing as he carried her deeper into the forest.
