In the Hole

Day 22

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I will finally

I will finally write, once more. Please my dear self do not look at this part. Turn your eyes away as I only even suggest at this week in hell for my own sanity. I cannot take anymore of this quiet. I cannot take my guards laughter as I lose strength and will each day. Like a phoenix though, perhaps recounting this time will save me and free me from my ashes.

They used me. A small group of guards now come with my regular. They come in, tear what little I wear. Tear what little life and pride I have left. And then, then they use me. For seven days they have done this to me. They wanted to know how generous a mare’s body could be, especially after a thousand years.

What they consider generosity, I consider No, I will not use it here. I cannot accept it, will not accept it. I must stay strong for all of you my friends. I I must, right?

Please King Sombra, stop this behavior.