MONTHS BACK
The silence stretched, the quietness in the walls danced, the coldness and hard surface of it was a reminder of how unfavourable his captor was. Yet, just as quiet as it had been for the past week, he remained so. Still, calm, frozen in a spot and definitely not weak.
No one came in, no one spoke, no one went out. It was just him, in the quiet and cold dark. Unlike he had ever felt in his life, yet he stood his ground. Ever so patient, so tolerating, so strong, like the person they all knew him to be. He remained seated in that same position for days and days upon days. His back hunched, his head lowered, his hair covered his face and his eyes closed. His memories were still as sharp and though his demeanour showed he was perfectly fine, he could feel death gnawing at him fro
