I had been really lucky with that sudden wind out of nowhere, blowing my attackers away like that. Marjorie asked, "So how did you get away?"I hesitat...d a little, "Well, I don't really know how it happened, but suddenly there was a hard gust of wind that blew them from their feet and down the hall. Thanks to my hardened nails I managed to stay in place, else I would've been blown through the hall with them."Marjorie looked at me, "A sudden gust of wind? You mean that there was wind inside the. .. d... d... daddy." I say. He covers the cage with a heavy clothcurtain, obscuring my view of the room."Oh, by the way slut. You are in my house. Until I deem necessary, no onewill know you're here," I hear him walk out of the room and close the door.I curl up into the small cage and moan. "Silence bitch!" I hear. I stiflequickly.Over the next 2-3 months, I really don't know the time anymore as Daddytrained me to be the perfect slave. I keep his house clean; I feed him andservice him. Knowing that only his craft lore would keep him alive and with aprayer on his lips, he began to carve fire runes into the very stonesthemselves.If the Burvju had not claimed him the next morning, Ukko knew he wouldhave perished. Only the strongest would be able to stand by the Burvjuside when the darkness tried to claim the realm, like the ancient heroesout of legends. Anything else would have been unacceptable to him and thepeople.The banner-man barked with laughter as Aislin only smiled. From. She went to the door and let herself out. Her eyes were clouded with tears, but she noticed that Bob Scheinbaum's secretary had already returned from lunch, a thin but shockingly beautiful black woman with chiseled features, a little older than Yvette, probably in her early thirties, whom Laura had never seen before. She smiled at the secretary, not daring to look any longer at her, then fled down the hall before Yvette could follow her.But that Sunday afternoon Yvette showed up at her door."I.