silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
My name is Luna and I've been living in this dungeon for what feels like an eternity. The walls are dark and damp, but it's home to me now. My long black hair falls down my back in two braids, tied with a piece of leather. They're so heavy sometimes I can't even lift them off the floor.
I'm not sure how old I am anymore. Time works differently down here. Some days feel like weeks and others feel like an eternity. But I think it's been about twenty years since I arrived. Twenty long, dark years of nothing but the sound of my own voice echoing through these cold stone halls.
As I walk, my black latex thong makes a faint creaking noise with each step. It's one of the few things I have left from when I was still human. My skin is as pale as the stone and my eyes are dull from years of no sunlight. But I've grown accustomed to it all. This hellhole has become my world now, full of nothing but shadows and darkness.
