Benedict Sablier; Saetan SaDiablo (birthrightred) wrote in sordidstories, @ 2012-06-13 11:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: benedict, dream: is someone there, location: ladybones road |
The stone floor of his cell is as cool as ever, the chill of night air adding to the layers of discomfort that surround him. There is no warmth here, no joy, no comfort on any level. No distraction, which is almost the worst of it all, and he can’t help but wish for something, anything, to change. Change does come. It’s the spider. Dimly in the back of his mind he knows he’s seen it before but where can’t recall. The world outside his cell is hazy to remember and who could forget such a creature. Large as a kitten and just as fast, it’s legs tapping on the stones below soft and yet maddeningly loud echoes in his ears. He sees it carrying something, round and small, and as it drops it at his feet, the object rolls, rolls rolls, to him. An eye – his eye, bright, blue – stares back at him. It blinks once. Benedict shot up from his sleep, a quick jostle that had him hissing, his forehead meeting the low stone ceiling of the crypt he was sleeping in. It was that blasted dream again, the one that had plagued him some nights in New Newgate. His hands reached up to his fate, dirty fingers pressing to his eyelids to assure him that both were still there. That one hadn’t been captured by spider and toyed with like a plaything. Sure enough his eyes were there. Though there was that sinking, sickening, feeling that he wasn’t all in one piece. |