Glimpse of The Past, Cecile: What Use Do I Have Left?

In the largest cell of the prison were two people with a contrasting background from one another. Wall that was shimmered by the only source of light above had been ruthlessly destroyed by pulling the chains that were still attaching to the woman's wrists and ankles. The brown rust of the weakened metal still had a far breaking point despite the fragile look. The chains were long enough to go as far as the light went but that much of freedom clearly couldn't compare to the unchained. Beyond the light was darkness and beyond that was the gate made of metal bars, the entrance of freedom. However, for the woman who had no one in her life, all of that didn't matter.