{ 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋𝔼ℝ @fallingonbrokenarrows }
Battered and bruised Juliet sat hunched in the corner. It was
wet, cold. Her face though was BURNING hot from both shed
tears and fear. How long she had been in the damp space she
was unsure. Tortured and tied up, the sound of the door opening
made the young girl JUMP out of her own skin. Juliet’s body went
into a instant ball as footsteps drew closer. Tears would have formed
yet they all had been used it seemed. Her head was pounding, her
body WEAK and unable to stand if they had or were to move her.
At this moment though Juliet was frozen in place and scared
beyond anything she had been before.