*Ciana*

Darkness surrounded me as I sat there on the dingy dungeon floor—waiting.

Waiting for what, I wasn’t sure. My mouth was so dry, my tongue was practically stuck to the roof of my mouth. My stomach was so empty, it had given up rumbling long ago and now just consisted of a dull ache deep within me.

My dreams, when I managed to doze off, usually consisted of me standing next to a beautiful lake full of water that I couldn’t get to, no matter how ...