It's either you're strong, or you're gone.
FIONNA
"An allegation?" Fionna repeated as everything felt like it was happening so fast.
She had dreamed about it many times. What freedom tastes like. She had imagined it so profoundly, and sometimes without her permission , it had crept into her nightmares.
But she never let herself dream too much because a woman like herself had been taught countlessly that the easiest things to break are the heart and the hope of a common man.
She dared not hope. All she could do was fight relentlessly in hopes that one day, she would be free of the multiple chains that bound her from the day she first greeted the world as a baby.
