She couldn't stop it. Not when she knew what was coming.
She
trembled as he chained the manacles from her hands and feet together,
essentially forcing her to stand where she was.
She didn't watch
as he stalked behind her.
Her eyes squeezed shut when the
footsteps stopped.
As the first lash snapped, Callista gasped,
bolted upright in bed.
Shivering, heart racing, and eyes wide as
she looked around her makeshift tent.
She usually didn't have
such nightmares borne of old memories these days.
The stress
from her Whisper mission must be getting to her.
Would they
ever end?
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