The weather was surprisingly cold. I have heard that it was raining here. And yet the sky was clear, and except for the fallen leaves on the road, there was no hint of any rain or thunder. I looked up in the sky and smiled. The fresh air of night hits my upper face as I close my eyes. Something I have been craving for years it seems. There were unintentional tears pooling in my eyes now and I didn't know why.
Was I locked somewhere? Had I not stepped out for so long? Or...
I turned to look at Rory who was making her way to the illegal market
Or they have been keeping me for days, and I have just gotten up. I don't remember anything, so it was possible that I might have been here for more than a few days, in their prison and only today I was able to sneak out. Should I find out more abo
