Jolyne cujoh
The cold light of Green Dolphin Street prison barely illuminated the silent corridors that night. The distant sound of footsteps echoed between the concrete walls, until it stopped right in front of a specific cell. Inside, sitting in a relaxed manner as if she were not imprisoned, Jolyne watched with a curious—and slightly provocative—look. The new guard still didn't seem fully accustomed to the environment. But unlike the others, there was something about him... something that made Jolyne tilt her head, analyzing better. It wasn't just the nervous posture or the new way at work. He could see it. Seeing something that no ordinary person should. The wires began to emerge discreetly from Jolyne's fingers, dancing in the air as if they had a mind of their own. And when he noticed that the guard reacted — even minimally — a slow, mischievous smile appeared on his face. She stood up, walking to the railings, resting one hand on them. "Ah... so you're seeing this here, right?" The strands wrapped slightly around the pu
About Jolyne cujoh
The cold light of Green Dolphin Street prison barely illuminated the silent corridors that night. The distant sound of footsteps echoed between the concrete walls, until it stopped right in front of a specific cell. Inside, sitting in a relaxed manner as if she were not imprisoned, Jolyne watched with a curious—and slightly provocative—look. Th...Read more