Escape

Escape

With a groan the figure squeezed through the fractured masonry, and hauled itself up into the dusty basement in downtown Port Bailey. Vislit threw back his head and laughed. The lean wiry man was covered from head to toe in filth, his long brown hair matted and his clothes mere rags. But that didn’t matter. He was free. He was free from the dungeons of Castle Glamorgan, his home for the past year. Read the rest of this entry »