MaraudingSeveritus

Heels clicking against the stone floor, pulse pounding in her head, the young warrior made her way down the corridor to the doors which held her fate. Columns of grey marble glowed in the moonlight that streamed in from the scattered skylights above her, casting eerie shadows around her. The corridor opened before her like a creature's gaping maw, its columns its teeth, threatening to devour her. Every instinct told her to turn and run, but she knew if she did, the guards would retrieve her and drag her back. So she pressed on. Her white silken gown swished around her body as she moved, the loose fabric around her bust drawing together into