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Note-don't own anything except for my OCs and the plot. Everything else is Lackey's.
Kori and her Companion got back to Haven late at night. It seems like we always get back at night, Kori thought. After taking care of Cole, she dragged her stuff into the Collogium hall and proceeded towards her room after deciding that she might as well sleep in her own bed tonight, rather than in the barn.
The first thing she did was to strip and fall into bed.
Everyone was running. Running this way and that way, there was no rhyme or reason. I smelled smoke coming from the south end of the village and started running from it, but I wasn't fast enough. A large man grabbed my shoulder and slammed me into a nearby wall. He then fumbled with he pants—
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""Kori! Kori! Wake up. It's just a dream. Kori!"
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I was trapped. The wooden boxes and the hay had me trapped. There were a couple of other girls and only two boys here. About ten bandits knew where we were. The odds were against us. We were bound up and couldn't escape. One of the girls was killed, after violently abused, for resisting the men…
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"KORI! WAKE. UP. NOW!"
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The cows almost trampled me. I wish they had. The men were rough, not at all like mama had said it would be like. Oh, Lord. Help me!
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"Kori! Duena, she's not listening…"
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Warped minds touched mine. They were slimier that fish guts and nastier that little Jim when he fell into the fire… I had to deal with these minds anyway. Images kept escaping my grasp. Cole…help… grasping on mind after another, I twist them and loop them. More images come, details I never wanted to learn, positions I never knew were possible. COLE, HELP ME. I continued to warp the warped minds so that they would be utterly useless until true judgment could be dealt.
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I started to slap Kori face gently. I didn't care if she was mad at me when she woke, as long as I didn't have to keep shielding everyone from those memories…
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Some tried to escape me. Some tried to assault me. One started slapping me. Slapping me? No one ever slapped me. Confused, Kori struggled against the slight pain on her cheeks. Stop. Stop it. I don't like it. I don't like you.
I don't care. WAKE UP!
Tired…
If you sleep, you'll get those dreams. If you wake, I can help with them. Now, WAKE UP!
Don't want to…
Images of all sorts, ones Kori'd seen before, totally new ones started to hound her as she struggled to escape them. But they always followed, always found her. Leave me ALONE!
Wake up.
No—
More images, worse ones, assaulted Kori's mind. Feeling sick to her stomach, she heaved out of her unspeakable dreams, and continued into wakefulness—just in time to jerk herself to the edge of the bed she currently was laying on and threw up the meager contents of her stomach.
It took Kori a few minuets to realize where she was. No village, no barn, no bar, no inn. Home. In her own bed. Kori straighten into sitting position, and then slowly let herself fall back into bed.
Kori curled into fetal position and began to cry.
It was her fault that those girls were molested. She was quick enough or fast enough or—or—
Tears and exhaustion made thought hard to grasp.
Wrapped in her own grief and self-pity, Kori didn't notice a warm body at her back, until it clear its throat.
"Kori…all you have to do is ask." He smiled gently, letting the Herald know he knew.
Kori opened her mouth to voice the question, but ended up flinging herself at his shoulder and burying her face in his neck. Luthe rubbed Kori's back and let her cry herself out. Before they fell asleep, Luthe showed Kori that Grith wasn't the only one who knew how to please in bed…
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I know this section can get kinda confussering, so if you have any questions, just ask!
Kyn!