Warmth emitting from the burning log made me squeeze my nose uncomfortably as I struggle to open my eyes. My brows furrow as I frown at the metallic taste surging through my tongue as I tried to gulp a feel of oxygen down my lungs, which unfortunately wasn't oxygen. My lips twitch as I felt the inescapable pain cause from the cut at the side of my lips, but it seemed to have stopped bleeding since the crawling feeling of it has halted.
The gold-ish glint ensuring from the burning log gave the dark room a glimmer of light and access to assess this place
a broader nose, dark blond eyebrows, fair skin, and a round face. Dim Llghts filled the scenery as the arena died down to whispers of the impatient crew.
She followed the man's instructions and dragged her tiny feet backward unhurriedly, they were stiffened on the ground but thankfully they still moved. She curled her palms on her gown as the man's feet came Into view.