Title: If the Walls Had Ears
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: There's a wall deep inside the castle, in a small alcove at the end of a corridor of no importance where no one really passes. On that wall is writing.

Author's Notes: Written for the prompt 'Confessions'. I'm participating in a drabble prompt community and hope to update this at least weekly. Each chapter will be a stand alone drabble.


There's a wall deep inside the castle, in a small alcove at the end of a corridor of no importance where no one really passes. On that wall is writing.

In chalk

In ink.

Scratched on with stone.

Feminine, masculine, neat and rushed, the words tumble over each other but never touch.

I wish I didn't have to hide myself.

I feel so alone.

Sometimes I hate my father.

I don't want to lie anymore.

I fear I have ma—

Some are fresh.

Some faded.

One has been overwritten time and time again.

I've killed. And I don't regret it.


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