The Torture of Proximity

CALLIOPE POV

The damp, blood-scented darkness of the lower dungeons swallows me whole. After Draven delivered his promise to make me reject him, he summoned Desmond and sent me straight back down into this freezing pit. I sit on the hard stone floor, pulling my knees tight against my chest. My back presses flat against the rough, freezing wall. The shadows offer no comfort, only an endless, pitch