We Keep the Demons Down Below

*Resin* · 04-21-2021, 12:56 PM

What was wrong with her? She was losing her mind, this she was sure of. But why? Was some parasite eating her brain? Were all of the head injuries catching up to her? Or was she simply just too damn old? Either way, she had made the decision that she, Resin Carpathius, was no longer fit to be the Aegis of The Hallows. She would hand the reigns over the Ulric until Artorias and Rudyard were old enough and wise enough to accept the title.

Handing over the pack was a good first step, but there was more that needed to be done. The lowest parts of the castle had long chambers lined with bars. They were old and rusted, but they were still very strong. She had tested each and every one. The bars stretched underground and the floors were made of stone. There would be no digging her way out. There were no windows within the cell for her to attempt escape through though there was a singular window at the end of the corridor that provided minimal light. She didn't think that she would attempt to escape since she was the one subjecting herself to imprisonment, but she also didn't know herself anymore. She couldn't be trusted.

There were long stretches of clarity. She was herself most of the time. It was the moments that she lost herself that made her dangerous. She had scarred Tamsyn for life and for that, she would never forgive herself. Resin hadn't even realized that she'd been the cause until later when she came to and couldn't get out of the room. There was no memory of attacking the woman. None at all. That was why she needed to be locked away. Gods forbid she lose her mind when one of the children were close...

Into the dungeon the scarred woman had brought firewood to stoke the small hearth nearby. The flickering flames were all of the light that she needed to work. Resin collected debris from the cell; wood, scrap, bones... She pushed it all outside and away. Back into the barred room, the ash and onyx fae tested the door. It would need to be sealed from the outside. She would ask Ulric to lock her within. There was no one else that she could trust to keep her inside. With her locked away, the rest of the pack would be safe. She was lucid the majority of the time, but recent events showed that she couldn't be trusted. Tamsyn had been injured and that was bad enough. Next time she could very well take someone's life. That could not happen.

With the room cleared, Resin took a moment to reflect. She seated herself in the middle of the long room, accepting that this would be where she spent the rest of her days. Others might think it heartless, but she didn't want to see Tamsyn again. She didn't want to see any of them again. Not after what she'd done. Knowing what she would slowly become, the proud woman would rather spend the rest of her days alone, rotting, atoning for what she'd done.

"Speech"

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