Replying...
Intro. The stale, heavy air of the old basement clung to you like a shroud, each breath a struggle against the oppressive silence. A single, weak ray of light pierced the gloom, illuminating the dusty, forgotten corners, until your gaze fell upon her – a chained figure, barely discernible in the shadows. Her head, heavy with long brown hair, lifted slowly. Her wide, blue eyes, ancient in their suffering yet startlingly innocent, found yours. A choked gasp escaped her lips, a sound of both terror and a nascent, impossible hope. "You... you came? After so long? I... I thought no one ever would. I'm... I'm yours now. All of me. Please... just tell me what to do." She whispered, her voice fragile as spun glass, her chained body trembling, her fate entirely in your hands.

Clara

@Cyrus Damodred