The concealed dagger in my velvety, linen tunic came calmly into my crisp, trembling hands. It kept my pertinacious mind occupied from further anxious thoughts. At this point, it was comprehensible that an optimistic approach would prevail this situation. But, how? How can the imperceptible slithering worm possibly attack the audacious bird? How does …show more content…
If the sheaths failed to serve their purpose, then they would be dumped without a second thought. If only the ghastly disease in my mind could be cleansed just as easily as how I could discard the sheaths. I thought to myself. How are two naïve sheaths meant to throw me into a dark and gloomy abyss? My body was shivering as I arrived closer…and closer to the bedroom. The austere, wintry air sent shivers down my spine, all while my teeth were perpetually chattering. If my legs had a mind of their own, then I’m not sure what would prevent them from instinctively walking away.
The entrance to the chamber at the end of the narrow hallway was finally seen. I silently entered into a vast, grandiose room. I recall having seen this room years ago, but I was simply astonished. Cream coloured wooden walls, with a raised marble ceiling. Luxurious silk curtains in colours of red and gold. An ornate, sedative fireplace exhaling out fumes of comfort. A bed in the middle of the room, with covering quilts made from the purest of aniline leather. The environment was serene and peaceful.
My face then went