Just an idea I have been wanting to write about for some time now.
Kingdom of Crestoria!
The light is bright and burns its warmth onto my closed eyelids, turning the darkness into a blood red image with a halo. I turn my head away to see if I can look way from the light. The head is aching with an echo of my heart pounding all around.
With my hand I brush through my hair and find a large lump right at the top. A short burst of electricity shoots through my body as I press it lightly.
As the eyes are adjusted more to the black behind my closed lids I open them slowly.
“What do you know, you are finally awake!” The voice was rough and low accompanied by the sound of metal swung around a iron ring. The ringing was like metal from keys. “You have been like that for 3 days. At least your not dead.”
His footsteps disappear slowly still swinging the metal around until a heavy door slams shut and is locked.
I try to sit up and feel my body ache all over. Black and bruised my bones crack and snap into place. Muscles stiff are stretched and loosened up with some simple moves. Eyes shot I focus to forget the shots of pain tormenting me and find a position I feel comfortable and relax.
‘Who might have been that voice?’ I have found myself sitting on a wooden board hanging from water soaked walls by iron chains. A folded piece of fabric laid beside me with a dent from where my head used to be. On it a streak of light shine brightly from a small window build high inside the wall. A shadow breaks up the light in to two equal square parts.
I start to investigate the room some more as the pain is subduing and find the corners of the room full of a slimy green mould. In one corner a wooden bucket lays smashed in pieces inside iron rings. Rats having feast on a hard piece of bread. You could hear the sound of it breaking between their teeth. Bars have replaced an entire wall.
This is a prison but not like any I remember. This is like one of those you read about in novels and see in films about the middle ages.
‘How did I get here? Where is here?’ As I try to get up I find myself light headed and fall back on to the bench. The squeak of the rats fleeing through a small crack in the wall.
On my second attempt I walk over to the bars and try to look around the corner. The sound of a lock had me look as far as I could and watch a light getting bigger across the floor with the door shrieking a sharp sound.
There was that metal sound again and more than one voice. A female voice this time. My body reacts by stepping back and wait for those who just walked in to come by.
“This way Princess, he finally woke up. But I am not sure what species he is. He wearing some strange clothes if you ask me.”
-“I know Grub, but it has been like the prophecy foretold. Red lightning will bring forth a hero. And bring piece to the kingdom of Crestoria.”
“But is he really the one, princess? He is a scrawny little man!” The voice is loud and laughing as he revealed himself in front of me.
To be continued…