CHAPTER 146: A Vision

TORIN

Prison is nothing like I imagined. There are no screams that echo from within the walls, nor is there anything else. It's just a long, grey nothing stretched into eternity.

It's a quiet sort of hell, and I suppose I should have expected it.

There aren't many prisoners here. Just a few that I've been acquainted with. One was imprisoned for taking a head off a council member nearly eight years