Blood and Silence

POV: Lyra.

Gage rears his arm back. The heavy steel axe cuts the air with a deafening, sharp whistle. I watch in wide-eyed horror. I am immobilized, bound tight to the splintered target board. The thick, rough ropes crush my chest and bite into my bleeding wrists. I cannot move an inch. I cannot duck or twist away. The weapon whizzes straight toward my face, a blur of deadly metal spinning in the