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Oct 2011
Bound to the stone walls of the dungeon
The chains cutting flesh
Dried blood down the arms
Darkness within the cell
A guard passes by kicking the wooden door
Echoing in the room
Bright orange eyes opening
Peering through the darkness
The chains rattle more as they are pulled
An angered scream heard through out the castle
Followed by a scream in horror
A splinted door
An empty wall with empty chains
A dead guard slumped to the ground
Fresh air taken in for the first time
A castle in ruins burning down
William P Markwalder
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