I am so ashamed of what I have become.

I wanted to write a full page before I posted anything, anywhere. This is my untitled short piece. I'm not really sure where I am going with it, yet.


By: Caroline
November 25th, 2010.
First portion completed: 1:27 AM. 


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"...on terms of breaking Truth A through E, including Doctrine 172, Caranavaugh, Taryn, along with her partner, Illegalite Reygadré, Thomas, is hereby guilty upon charges against The Magistrate. Punishment in regards to such atrocities are as followed. Caranavaugh will..."


Jestrau was interrupted by Thomas who loudly shook his cage bars like an animal. He screamed as if he believed that noise could save them from their inevitable fate. Like everyone, he knew that once The Magistrate located them, it was all over.


Taryn stared over at him for the first time during the interrogation. The whites of her eyes were gone, the skin of her cheeks shimmering with tears.


Strangely, she was at peace. No longer would they live like fugitives. Their secret was out. A massive weight both lifted off their shoulders.


Jestrau cleared his throat, and in essence, the sound waves of the glass cube, "We will first clean the taint from your skin, then your mind. All of which will remain a secret, just like you have done. A slim reminder of your errors in your past. Whether The Magistrate has chosen to forgive you, is still a question."


Thomas stared at Jestrau, his eyes emotionless and cold. Jestrau's lips curled into a smile as he approached Taryn with three of The Magistrate's Royal Guards. As they released the bonds holding her down, she began to sob uncontrollably again. She fell onto her knees, crying and begging. The Guards dragged her out through a long, grey hallway. Taryn never looked back.


Thomas rattled the cage bars again, "Oi! Jestrau! If you harm her, even once, there will be hell to pay."


Jestrau scoffed, "Really ,my boy?" he said approaching the cage, "It appears that you are locked in a cage, miles away from Caranavaugh."


"I'm not a boy, and it's Taryn." he articulated, "Let me out of this --"


Jestrau laughed, "I don't believe so. You will wait until you are transported to the outskirts of the city. You hereby are exiled, Reygadré."


"You say it like it's a bad thing."


"Without Caranavaugh."