Drabbles - Choices
If I could still sweat, I would probably be drenched in it by now. I think it’s been hours, but it feels like weeks. Getting the blindfold off has only made things worse, because now I swear I’m seeing shapes in the darkness.
“You can give in,” she says. I still can’t see her, even without the blindfold. Damn that Discipline. “You have the choice, and that’s what it’s about, isn’t it? That’s what you taught me. About control, and willpower. You could make this all stop.”
But I know better. I’m Ventrue, and that means something.
“No. Keep going.”
“You can give in,” she says. I still can’t see her, even without the blindfold. Damn that Discipline. “You have the choice, and that’s what it’s about, isn’t it? That’s what you taught me. About control, and willpower. You could make this all stop.”
But I know better. I’m Ventrue, and that means something.
“No. Keep going.”