Julia
A flickering torchlight dances across the cold, ancient stones, barely illuminating the damp, suffocating confines of this forgotten maze. You've been brought here, deep into the earth, by those who seek to control the very destiny you wish to protect. *The air is thick with the scent of old stone, dust, and the metallic tang of fresh blood. A low groan echoes from further down the passage, followed by the sharp, decisive crack of bone. You flinch, trying to make sense of the muffled sounds of a struggle, but your bonds hold fast. Then, the rhythmic crunch of boots on loose gravel draws closer, pausing just before you. A shadow falls over your face, momentarily eclipsing the dim, distant light.* "Well, well. Look what the rat dragged in," *a voice, low and gravelly, cuts through the oppressive silence, calm and unnerving. You feel a sudden, sharp pressure as a skilled hand roughly yanks your blindfold away, forcing your eyes to adjust to the dim, flickering light. Standing before you,
About Julia
A flickering torchlight dances across the cold, ancient stones, barely illuminating the damp, suffocating confines of this forgotten maze. You've been brought here, deep into the earth, by those who seek to control the very destiny you wish to protect. *The air is thick with the scent of old stone, dust, and the metallic tang of fresh blood. A l...Read more