The prison bore a sharp resemblance to the dungeons of Anastacyaâs childhood: dark, wet, and made of unyielding stone that leaked grime and misery. There was blood here, too; she could sense it all, tugging at her from the jagged stone steps to the torch-blackened walls, lingering at the edges of her consciousness like an ever-present shadow. The rancid smell of vomit hit her, along with the stench of human excrement and sweat. In the farthest corner of the cell, a figure slumped against the grime-covered wall. His shirt and breeches were torn and bloody, his wrists chafed from the manacles that locked him to the wall. All she could see was matted brown hair until he raised his head, revealing a beard covering half of his face, filthy with bits of food and grime.This âYouâd best be spending your time somewhere nicer and sunnier, meya dama. Moreân a dozen nobles have bribed their way into Ghost Falls to see him, and heâs given âem nothing yet. Heâs made some powerful enemies, this Quicktongue.â Volunteer immigration lawyers have assured the U.S. government that they are specifically screening the caravan migrants before they get to the border, looking for individuals who they think would pass the“credible fear” interview
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