[ another Good day ]

The previously days were particular hard, every second the toght of death circulated my head.

But... somehow, I was still alive.

The melted down flesh, bleeded for a few minutes in that day.

Even still, the bleeding stopped completely after my head got light.

Today, today was the third day after I had lost my arm.

If surving in that hell hole was hard before, now it was Kin to impossible.

At the very least. The smell of blood atracted insects and rats, food was not a problemen for now.

I heard steps once again, was scared, my shoulder felt a spike of pai.

THe steps, now, were not in the snow or in concrete.

The heavy steps on rotten wood... for sure, the steps were from my father, no doubt.

I wanted to lift my body up to fight, but maybe, just maybe.

If he killed me right here and now. Everything would be better.

"Mother..."

"Mother I'm sorry for not even remenbering your voice or face..."

"Mother, if you are somewhere... I wish to come to you"

The thogths kept coming, but this time, the wind was going in my direction.

He was now steping in muddy dirt, he was in the corridor conection the trapdoor with my room.

I remenber knocking on that trapdoor and door so many times.

Times when I implored for mercy and other were I just stayed quiet while crying.

The cracks of the keys he was putting on the door got me shivering.

Unable to do anything... I just hoped to die quikly.

...

The door busted open, my father was an skinny old man.

Maybe one day he had everything, as a Ex-Nobleman, he knew things that us did not.

His hate for me was imense, I think that one day he loved my mother and was happy to see me as a baby.

Still...

In the moment that the emperor discovered that he had relacions and fellings towards a pesant.

My father lost everything and turned our lifes in a hell hole.

He looked at me with his dead fish eyes.

His face was without emotion, but seeing my miserable state and somehow alive.

That old man smiled like an moster, one smile that could make a knight flinch.

But for me, I just kept looking at him like always.

He opened his month and said something, I could not hear, he quikly became angry.

Steped toward me and punched my face, trowing me to the muddy ground.

With me in the gorund, he putted his face next to mine and said something.

Once again, I could not hear a thing.

Even more angry, the old man kicked me in the stomach.

He did it again and again. I wished to vomit, but did not.

I looked up to the roof.

"Strange, who are you?" I asked in my head.

The shadow just shook his head agreeing.

"Why am I like this?"

The shadow came closer, the hits from my father now meanless.

The thing had a face, with picth black eyes and completly still nature.

The thing was death, against the eternal moviment of spirals or moviment in general.

That being, eventually, will have all.

Everything eventually would stay still and became one with him.

Death opened his mounth, he was going to answer my question.

"Because you are nothing..." the being voice followed the voice of the old man.

He vanished, now, I could fell all the pain of my father kicks.

"You are a curse in ours lifes!" He said in between kicks.

"You should be happy for being alive! Smile! Smile you piece of trash!" He said laughing at me.

He suddenenly stopped, moved away from me.

My father turned his back against me, opened the door so he could pass throw and smiled.

"Today... today was a good day" he said locking the door one more time.