[ Each moment that passes, her grip tightens more on the back of the empty chair, her impatience wearing thinner and thinner. She has little tolerance for games.
And then the stranger says that and all tension pours out of her. She is calm, almost amused that this is the apparent tactic he'd take. The clarity of an animal caught in a snare when they stop struggling and know their fate. She is a fool, but it's hard to forget a lesson when it's woven into your skin.
She stands back up to her full height, shackled hands swaying loosely in front of her, tipping her chin up to show her collar. The consequences of disobedience. ]
no subject
And then the stranger says that and all tension pours out of her. She is calm, almost amused that this is the apparent tactic he'd take. The clarity of an animal caught in a snare when they stop struggling and know their fate. She is a fool, but it's hard to forget a lesson when it's woven into your skin.
She stands back up to her full height, shackled hands swaying loosely in front of her, tipping her chin up to show her collar. The consequences of disobedience. ]
Well I knew that already.