All I have now is this book and my son. Who are these people? What do they want with me? The last thing I remember was falling, watching the ground come closer and closer. My hand reaching out for Sam to keep him from running off with my son. Now, now I wish he had, at least then he wouldn't be here with me. A prisoner to unknown people. I have yet to see their faces, a tray of food is pushed into the room, with guttural words telling me to eat and feed my child. Do they want Aethardor for something? Please, don't take my son away from me too.
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Words in a Book, Ten
Submitted by Laayla on October 17th, 2016
