by Redsparrow » Sun May 22, 2016 9:31 pm
“Work?” Idris had spoken of his transfer earlier. “You know flimsy tents are not common interrogation sites in Faypine, I would be hard pressed to break you out as easily this time around.”
Idris’s capture in the southern most parts of Faypine had been well within Luke’s control. General Kern’s temper paired with the shabby military tents had made the escape seamless. The same could not be said for Faypine’s prisons. Designed to prey on men’s deepest fears, falcons had drugged up the walls of purgatory.
Luke had walked the torch lit halls on two occasions, once as a tool brought to fish out information, the other as a captive. Surprisingly little memory remained of his time in captivity, enduring the cold stone and suffocating darkness. Be it suppressed or perhaps overshadowed by greater events, never the less it was not a place he wished to return.
Luke knew all too well the penalties Idris would face if caught. The only way out of a falcon prison is escape or postmortem.
“May I make an offer?” A rhetorical question. “I have free reign of Faypine, allow me to escort you to your desired location. I will drop you off and linger around the general area to be sure of your safety. You go unseen and I know you’re not playing hooky unnecessarily with the local guards.”
Luke offered a fond smile at Idris that accompanied his request.
"We are going to die...... That makes us the lucky ones."