torture

Fen’nan assessed the damage. It felt like deja vu for a moment. With the last slice of her blade she was the only life left in the room. It was so familiar, Ithanian floors and furnishings. The dark bedrooms. The smell of drying blood. So much blood. It was on her, but it blended in with the...

Trigger Warning! This story contains heavy mentions of Gore & Torture! Please read at your own risk. I will find enjoyment in your misery after this <: (Quick mention, this is all an illusion and none of it's real. There is an IC character behind Taendross' illusion, however, I doubt anyone will...