Desperate
The sun had just picked out, as little flowers started to blossom beautifully, the colours were wonderful and even the breeze was cool.
Spring was here as there was no more sign of winter.
Children were happy and adults chattering, without knowing what had transpired during the time of night.
Molly found herself tied to a bed, and her head still hurt from the hit she had received.
When she looked forward, she saw the face of the last person she had seen last night.
She just hoped Magnus was going to come for her but first she would have to do her own part in protecting herself as best as she could.
Magnus had been sent from hell, to check on Arishem for a while, and he had used the opportunity to go to Molly’s home.