Thread: Chains only make it stronger.

Giselle awoke suddenly in the early morning hours out of a sound sleep. She reached over to where her husband should have been, and her hands were filled with the sheets. She stared up at the ceiling, wondering where he could be again. Slowly she lifted the covers off of her body, revealing a sheer nighty that covered absolutely nothing. She let her feet lightly touch upon the chilly floor and just sat there for a moment as she tried to get a feel for the darkness around her. Slowly she made her way down the hallway, the closer she got to her husbands office, the louder the voices became. She slowed her steps as she grew closer, stopping beside the door. She immediately recognized her husbands voice, the others were harder to make out. She listened intently next to the door, wondering what they could be talking about this late at night. Well what if one of our women find that thing?! I don't think you understand how devastating it could be on us. The hushed, angry, male voice spoke over all others in the room. It will all be well and over in a few more days Edgar. You shouldn't even be here tonight. Do you want to raise our womens' suspicions? Going missing in the middle of the night? Giselle was now very curious as to what was happening that the women apparently did not know about. Suddenly she heard footsteps moving toward the door. Her heart leapt in response and she quickly turned and went, as quietly as possible, to the bedroom. She closed the door behind her and climbed back into bed. Her mind filled with what she had just heard. She lay still as her husband made his way into the bed and went back to sleep. She lay awake for what could have been hours trying to figure out the big secret that the men were keeping from them all. She came awake in the morning, not even remembering having fell asleep the night before. The sun was shining brightly as she slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom to freshen up for the day to come. Hours later, she had finished all of the housework that she had needed to get done. She sat at the kitchen table, sipping some coffee as she sat thinking about what she had heard the night before. She could not seem to get it out of her mind. She blamed her mother for her curious nature. She got up and put her cup in the sink, quickly putting shoes. She walked out into the warm afternoon sun. It felt so good on her hair, sending a shiver of delight through her body. She lifted her head to the sun, soaking in the warmth. She began to walk toward the edge of town. Her mind was wandering, her feet just kept moving as she let her mind wander. She stopped suddenly and looked up, seeing that she was out in the fields outside of town. The sun was beating down now, making her coat gleam with sweat. She didn't remember it being this hot earlier. I cannot believe that I walked all this way. She slowly shook her head as she headed for the tall trees and the shade they would provide. Her nostrils flared as she smelled something, something that smelled like rotting, burning flesh. Everything in her said that what ever that smell was coming from had to be dead. But her body kept moving toward the scent. She stopped, knowing that what she was seeing in front of her eyes was the cause of the smell. She reached up to cover her mouth, her eyes filling with tears. Who could do something so horrible?! He looks like he has been here for days. Slowly she walks closer, her eyes taking in the horrible state that this wolf is in. She covers her snout as she stands in front of him. She looks at him closely and gasps softly, realizing that he is very much alive.