#blehk

Penelope struggled against the heavy chains, struggled against the grip of the orcs hauling her through the Dark Citadel. This wasn’t how she pictured her adventure going. She was supposed to be in the elves’ forest kingdom, instead, the portal had brough her to the edge of the Dark Lord’s territory. She was captured almost immediately by a garrison of orcs, and upon seeing her strange clothing, they had brought her to their lord.

Penny was hauled into a wide hall, the walls of glistening black marble, the floors of the deepest slate. The juxtaposition between the mirror-like marble and the matte slate gave the whole room a sense of weight. As if the walls were trying to crush in on her. The ceiling vaulted overhead into a dome, and twisting pillars at seemingly impossible angles rose up from the floor to support it. Before she could get a better look, she was flung on the floor before the orc who had been dragging her hurried away with a little whimper.

Penelope looked up, and saw the Dark Lord.

She was tall, taller than anyone Penelope had ever met, and she was thick. Despite her proportions, Penny got the distinct impression she was a normal human (elf? Drow?) of fantastic height, rather than a modestly sized giant. Cascading black feathers fell all about her, a cloak with a long trail, flashing iridescent like a grackle’s wing. Her hands were enormous, as she held out a finger, beckoned Penny closer.

Her face was gaunt, skeletal even, and in the dimness of the hall, Penny could scarcely tell if the face had flesh on it at all. An empty cavity seemed to sit where her nose would be, and her lips (if there were lips at all) were stretched over glistening teeth in a mirthless smile. But her eyes were bright, a glowing orange that seemed to pulse as she stared down at the girl. Penelope shakily got to her feet and took a single tiny step forward.

The Dark Lord seemed to float forward herself, her footfalls booming through the empty space though her legs could not be seen to move.

“Have you tried moving on”

Like the nerve. I have a whole relationship, that I’ve been in for 3 years. I’ve moved on. I’m trying to heal, but it’s hard to heal when someone keeps poking their nose in your life like I wanna punch him in the face frick😤