Augustus Spade’s Point of View:
Darkness continues to embrace my being ever since I was swallowed by this stupid and disgusting makeshift prison lair. The sun sets and rises and sets again, yet everyday in this village feels like the same place of torment, a narrow hell with no escape. Days have passed and I’ve gotten used to my routine here. Since there’s no hope in struggling, I decided to swallow my dignity and bit my tongue as I receive the purposeless and bone-chilling treatments day by day from the enchanters in charge of keeping an eye on me.
All because I was caught as an outsider.
The more I stay trapped in here, the more my sanity is draining until the only thing I could do is to scratch the walls of the prison secretly and count my days in figures of scraped surfaces and fal
