Kaida

Noah was right.

Prayers could not be heard from this foul place.

Too much sin permeated this area for the Goddess to even cast her sight upon it, let alone taint her ears with the sounds of the atrocities perpetrated here.

I had surrendered all hope. I must have been in captivity for nearly a month, trapped in perpetual darkness.

Enduring Noah's forceful shoving of his disgusting tongue down my throat was a constant torment. He took pleasure in making me gag while he tortured me. ...