The Castle around maze six was somehow eerily serene. There was a quietness that was odd and unsettling here and Rachel shivered inwardly as she moved toward maze seven.
She knew that mazes seven and eight were both grain mazes and she was hoping that they would actually be in a setting with some sort of visible sky. She did not think she could take another closed in space.
She walked briskly but quietly through the castle. She was ready to get all of this over with but she was not eager about entering another maze. To be honest she was quite terrified of the prospect.
She halted and stood stock still for a long moment. Why was she always complaining. Is that all she ever really did? She had not chosen this life but now that it was hers why couldn't she just make the best of it?
She sighed. She was her own worst enemy.
