He had fought like a beast. And so they had chained him like one.
The darkness was so absolute it seemed solid, hard enough to touch. Nothing penetrated its veil: no daylight for there were no windows to allow any, nor was there any torchlight for the door to the cell was solid wood, covered in rusted steel plates on both sides. The cell was made of large stone blocks, roughly squared but well fitted together with mortar. It was small in size, six feet from the back wall to the door and across from wall to wall: a square shape. A stone box. A strong cage. For an Eagle.
The prisoner shifted, chains clinking. The sound of metal moving was loud in the darkness. As grating as the regular heartbeat reverberating in the room. How could no one hear it outside? Since hed been thrown here two weeks had it been that long? Hed lost track of time down here in this dank damp slime covered box of a room ago he had hardly seen anyone, least of all the man who&
A FenrisxMage!Reader Flash Fiction
The streets of Hightown seemed a welcome change of pace from the dark corners of Kirkwall’s undercity. Perhaps it wasn’t the best place for an apostate, a mage outside the Circle of Magi, such as yourself to be. But, you were smart enough to keep yourself out of sight and out of mind when you weren’t helping your friend Hawke and their merry band of misfits, so she had dubbed them. Hawke was an apostate like you, but she had managed to acquire a vast sum of wealth to keep the Templars at a distance.
You didn’t have such wealth or a position of power, so you mostly remained hidden. But, you had been offered protection by various people should the mage-hunting Templars take notice of your presence. You were probably the most discreet of her companions, especially for being a mage. You didn’t wear unusual robes, just a white tunic, and a skirt and hooded cloak of your favorite c