A Thread of Light

Valerie’s POV

The night was everything but peaceful. The cell was damp and suffocating, every stone carrying the chill of death, every drop of water echoing like a reminder that time still moved, even if we didn’t. We were left to sleep the way we had been chained, our backs bent awkwardly against the walls, wrists raw against iron, necks stiff and aching. That had been our reality for as long as