Eilownia squinted against the bright sunlight as Marix led her outside. She had to keep them practically shut, positive the sun would burn her eyeballs to nothingness. For three days, he hadn't come to question her.
A light blanket of snow had fallen in that time and already melted away. The weather was beginning to warm up now that winter's breath was fading away.
The heat from the sun felt refreshing against her skin, a welcome change from the cool atmosphere of the underground, stone dungeon.
As they walked, the faint sounds of 'clinking' grew louder and louder.
The scent of smoke, metallics and sweat assaulted her nose, causing her to wiggle it to prevent herself from sneezing.
She could hear a loud creak and suddenly the bright sun rays disappeared into darkness.
When she opened her eyes, she blinked a few times, trying to adjust. It was blurry at first, but then the scene became clear.
