By a small aperture in the wall, which resemble rather a mouse hole than a window, flowed into the jail faint trickle of moonlight. Terestris was lying calm, wide-open eyes staring into the darkness, and tried to oust from head the strange feeling, which had not for so long and which once jabbed a dagger into her heart, but so enticing feeling again - a sense of hope. A long time ago she forced herself to fight off away slightest idea of rescue and escape from this place, from this tomb, in which she was destined to rot alive. She didn´t remember anything from the time before she was dragged in here, she didn´t remember the trees, flowers or singing of birds. She wasn´t already able to recall what is home.
Elderly woman lying on the floor next to her, coughed in her sleep and the smell of sickness, hopelessness and approaching death wafted to a Terestris. All women sleeping in this room worked here as slaves, as property of the lords of the local castle and was surviving in appalling conditions. Terestris knew that even she will not live here to old age, because lack of rest and food, cold and filth in which they lived, forced their bodies grow old faster and they died impoverished, barely in forty years. Terestris, lived here since childhood and now in seventeen years old, it seemed like an eternity. She knew that one day she will breathe out last breath on this dirty floor next to other women. She reached out slowly her hand and wanted to caress a woman's head, but stopped in the movement and pulled it back. No, compassion and rapprochement with others brings only more pain. It's better to feel nothing, then sorrow for the next loss.
When she lifted her head slightly, she saw in the corner of the room shaking shoulders of newcomer girl. She cried silently, but tearing movements of her shoulders spoke for itself. Terestris forced herself to look away and dry-swallowed. She knew why the girl is crying, also experienced it, many times, but tried to forget such moments. From time to time, after work, they came for some girl and then she had to do the "company" for masters. When back then they came up for the first time for Terestris, she tried to escape, but thereby all just got worse. Lost in this remembrance, ran her fingers along the back of the thigh on her foot and felt the scar from a dog bite, which will forever remind this day. At that time Terestris locked her mind from the surrounding world and in her thoughts turned her body into a glass which doesn´t feel anything. Nothing more than emptiness. She shivered at the memory of thwarted escape. That time lost all her courage, accepted her fate and gave up all hope. Until this day.
This afternoon, when lord´s ships returned of raids and streamed from them crates of gold, precious metals, exotic fruits, women and children in fetters, she saw something strange in this parade. On the big carriage, bound in chains was dread inducing animal that perhaps not even didn´t originate from this world. Terestris stopped their work and like hypnotized approached to the animal and the closer she was, the more aware of its danger. The air around it as if electrified, and she was breathing heavily. She realized that his skin is nearly transparent, his body looks more like a big black shadow and like when somebody hitting of two ignescent stones from which will come a spark, in her mind flew out to the light the idea tucked away deep in the memory. Rather than idea, it was a reminiscence of a word that once upon a time had significance. Home. Her head swam, in her ears rumbled sound of beating hers own heart and before her eyes was blurred all shapes as drawing in the sand sodden by the rain. "Move away, you rabble!" yelled a soldier stamping in procession and pushed away her weak body, to she reeled on their paper foot and fell into the mud. Fall but woke her up and things around her again received a clear shape. She quickly stood up, grabbed a bucket of filthy water, which stood beside her and hurried back to hers work. Once more she looked at the strange creature and her head filled again thought of the word "home", that from then didn´t indulge peace to her.
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