Creed of the Betrayed - Fantasy Romance

She may have hacked off her chains from the wall. She may have escaped them, and might have a chance at living. 

But the clasps are still weighing down on her wrists.

And the links rattle as they drag across the floor.

They echo loudly, sending warnings of her approach. People scurry away.

So it's time she learns how to hide them.

The chains don't rattle as she walks; the warning bells don't ring. The metal is trapped behind layers of deception.

But blood trails is still behind her, and leave their tracks and debris.

Maybe it's time to finally hack off those chains.
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on hiatus(editing ongoing) due to irl problems.