...the others taunt an mimic me from afar, keeping their distance from the "bastard child". It was not my fault that my mother had to fall for the love song of a traveling minstrel and be seduced to his every pleasure. It was that..that Signian bard that brought me into this world of pain; the Signian that drove my mother to be stoned and beaten on a daily basis for being a whore.
If it wasn't for the mercy of Master Atreus, allowing me to stay in the library as long as i keep an i on the books. I've grown quite drawn by these words on the page; the stories of wars long forgotten and treasures of plenty. One day i will set out on my own from these cursed caverns and venture on my own to far away lands. I have nothing left in life but my books and the care of Atreus... if i didnt have those i dont would happen with me...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment