The curse— RP

Imogen's father shook his head. "No, don't knock her out. I want her to feel the pain." He grinned wickedly
Donovan took a step back and nodded.
Squilf stirred and her eyes opened.

The darkness cleared away and Squilf opened her eyes. She felt ropes digging into her wrists and ankles and a wooden thing behind her. She looked around and her eyes widened in fright as she saw the large crowd. each person holding at least one rock.
 
"You don't? Please, you should know from the day you were born. You being alive is a crime, cursed one. You dirty our lives, things like you. Which is obviously why we have to kill you. I hope you don't mind." Imogen's father smiled slyly
 

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