Teach Me How to Say Goodbye

*Resin*

There were no good days anymore. It was a miracle if Resin could remember who and where she was for more than an hour these days. With her confusion came terror and with that terror came the wailing. Despite Luta's best efforts, Resin wasn't sleeping much at all these days. When she did sleep, the night terrors were so vivid, so intense, that she woke screaming. And sometimes when she woke screaming, the terrors didn't go away. They followed her all over the cell, nipping at her, biting at her. There were no good days.

The only even times came when she was giving the concoction that would render her docile and her mind clouded. She welcomed those times. They didn't come often enough, but she had been told that, if she took the drink too often, she would become ill. Like she cared about that. She was sick and dying already. Wouldn't they just let her go out in peace?

Today, the drink had been delivered to her, thankfully and she'd consumed it eagerly. The emaciated woman grimaced at the taste even after all this time. The lock to her cell had been twisted open and Resin shambled out into the room to settle down on the furs beside the fire. The drink meant that she would receive company, so she waited for them.

An armored boy came down the stairs. A boy, because he was not yet a man, though he was trying very hard. He called her Aegis and she didn't quite know what that was, but she didn't say anything about that, but he did call himself a knight and say that he was reporting to her. Reporting for what? "And who might you be?" Her tones were dry and raspy, the damaged cords and the general unhealthiness making her voice sound as though it was metal scraped over gravel. There was a tinge of insanity in her words and she smiled at the boy, flashing serrated teeth that now seemed too big for her maw.

"Resin"

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