Her eyes widened.“They’d have to kill him.”Annie paced back and forth. The song of the undead was gone – there was just herself, in her head. ...nd the wait. Reports were coming in to the shambles of the undead administration that Dale and her had made. She had freed each of the generals that had been chained to her and spoken to them earnestly about what needed to be done ... and to her shock, almost every single one had decided to stick with her. She still felt like every time she turned. He looked at me with concern, “Daniel, she is very sick. The Pix Wizard’s box that she found on the island she lives on wasn’t well, and it has affected her. The other Pix box is broken. We don’t know how she has managed all these years to not go insane from just the pain the damaged items inflicts on her.”“She didn’t desert you, she was trying to get help to get it fixed, but when the portal worked, you weren’t with her. It brought her back here and then it couldn’t send her back to you. She. "Dear Brenda,"You know that I have asked Mr Bennett to punish you for hassling me with repeated emails. You need to understand that punishment is very different to fun spankings. I am concerned that maybe you are not yet ready to accept punishment. So I am offering you a way to get out of it."If you don't think you are yet ready for a discipline caning, all you need to do is to apologize for sending that second email, and I will tell Mr Bennett just to cane you lightly, as before. If you don't. She hurried from the chamber and spat his vile excretion into a decorative urn. At eighteen years of age, she had become used to the treatment of her various tormentors in the form of owners.Unseen, a veiling curtain swished silently as the observer of the sad tableau retreated into the darkness.Miriam's short life had been a sad indictment of modern times. Her Mother and Father had lived in the poorer section of Judea. His business as a sandal maker, hardly fed them while her mother's laundry.