He had shoved her in the dungeon and locked her up in a cage.
Outside he had stationed two burly guards with strict orders to be vigilant.
He came back two days later expecting to see her spirit broken.
“You are a useless piece of trash”, he spits at her still insolent gaze.
She knew she had to cower, feign hurt, slink around the cell apologetic for every breath, if she wanted to be free.
“How can I feel like trash when I’m guarded like a precious gem”, she chuckled ,choosing true freedom.
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This less than 100 word story was written for the 100 word photo challenge. More details about this challenge can be found at : https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/03/09/11-march-2016/
PHOTO PROMPT – © Emmy L Gant
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