Sat Aug 16, 2003 2:31 am
Sill sat in her cell after the trial, anger fading some after a bit. She knew the verdict, even if they haven't told her yet. The looks on their faces told her enough of how much they didn't seem to be concerned with her fate. They had spent the majority of the time talking about details that weren't even directly related to her accusation.
She decided after mulling over things for the majority of the night that once she heard the final decision, assuming that it was indeed going to be guilty, she would offer a confession to Kilborn. No reason for her cousin to die falsely accused, she was the better of the two gypsies by leagues, and Sill couldn't stand the thought of her closest friend and relative being hung. She was fairly confident she could gain Calandra's freedom with a full confession, she just wasn't sure she had the courage to offer one yet. Being accused of a crime is one thing, openly admitting to a crime was another. Sill had never been one to openly admit to anything, and a murder was a very big 'anything'.
Mon Aug 18, 2003 9:42 pm
It was relatively late at night, that the wail of a desperate plea echoed within the confines of the gaol. The soul wrenching cry of a creature that is on the brink of madness. The pain and humiliation of tortures unknown to even the most foul and craven of all the darkest creatures.
"I'M BORED!"
Calandra, stuck in the cell the kender had so graciously let himself into, simply rolled over and tried once again to bury her head, and everythhing else underneath the thin pillow.