Star Hopper Chapter 13
"you see, prison isn't like out there." he stuck his thumb out behind him, "you don't have the same liberties.
Like a Cauldron Burning [Prologue]
The lighting in the room was brighter and harsher than elsewhere in the prison, blinding fluorescents that made her squint as she stared at the floor.
Changes of the eclipse: Chapter 11
I looked over to garret and shook my head, "i understand your concern for the other prisoners but our main goal right now is to get ourselves out and then we can worry about the others."
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 16
It seemed likely that she'd been sold off to the wardens at the prison of molokhn, where beasts were sent to die. and what tortures before death?
Fugitive's Trust Chapter 1 Part 1 of 2
Was this a prison now? _no_, came the melancholy thought. it wasn't a prison _now_. spiritually and mentally, it'd always been a jail of sorts.
Star Hopper chapter 14
**14** skye lay curled up on her side facing the corner of the cell, the smell didn't bother her much anymore, neither did the shit that was incrusted in the floor and walls of the decrepit prison.
Freedom Fire Chapter 8: Curse of the Undead
He turned his gaze to the sky, limited by the dome, while saying, "i lived for 40 years inside this prison, and i wish to be a free dragon again. will you be the hope?"
Pokemon Story - The Crooks and the Krookodile Ch. 2
"we shouldn't have to worry if the prisoners are behind bars," said delilah. "that's the thing. the good majority ain't," said crook. "kar prison ain't like most prisons.
A Tail of Two Peoples - Arena
"ah," the figure said, as the guards drew nearer with their prisoner. "if it isn't the famed kar'na! you know, you're a lot less impressive in person."
Rabbits in Trouble: 3
Stepping over the corpses and gear left sprawled about he carefully made his way deeper into the jail hoping that he wasn't too late yet. creeping deeper into the jail, vhern hoped he wouldn't run into any of hallum's men.
The Clockwork Falcon - part 14: the Black Prison
The guards who brought meals did so by walking quickly past the bars and tossing in the food as they went by; they were instructed never to acknowledge the prisoners much less talk to them.
The Prisoner's Of My Own - Chapter one ~ The Beginning
## Chapter 1: The Beginning **_ It was dawn, a really dawn in the morning, although the breeze is a bone-chilling, some of the men already practicing on the field, the clock just shown 04.15 am....