Consumed By Darkness

I am to sit in a dark, damp, and confined cell until I am of use. Until they need dirty work done. And I know when I hear the keys jingle, as the lock to my cell clicks to life that it is simply for my torment and pain. And it's when I hear that lock click to life now that I start to die inside. The jingling of the keys a warning for what is next to come before the same dark figure beckons me to its side. I've learned how it's better to do things instantly or suffer the repercussions. Making my way to the dark figure I exit my cell. My head hangs low as I'm escorted to the same room where my master sits high upon his throne. I've been through these halls so many times there was no point in looking ahead. When we've finally reached the throne room nothing but cold welcomes me. My name is Mae Azreal Valdis, but no one calls me that anymore. Instead...the call me Telum...the weapon.