Medieval Role-Play discussion

This Role-Play is for Melanie and I, it's kind of like a duo thing. If anyone else would like a one on one roleplay feel free to ask!

Mari was a once a small, innocent girl with shiny auburn hair and a pretty smile. She once had groups of friends and a loving family who was proud of her no mater what she did. She had confidence, she was loved. Now Mari had nothing. Now, Mari was a murderess.

Though she had killed the man, she didn't think she was guilty. She had broken a pot over his head, but she wasn't a criminal. It wasn't her fault. It wasn't her choice that he was dead now.

It was all
On
Him.

But that didn't stop people from bursting into the doors of the library after they heard his last scream. That didn't stop people from being horrified at seeing his blood on her hands, at seeing the town's mayor dead on the cold stone floor. That didn't open people's ears to her pleas for mercy and forgiveness. That didn't hinder the judge when he delivered the sentence. Execution by hanging.

She was dragged through town in shackles, all the while being tortured. She was tortured by loud curses, spit in her face, and stones. Her family hid their faces from her in shame and her friends joined the cruelty. "I knew one day she would snap," they sneered.

They had come upon it. The town jail. The bailiff met the warden at the door and she, the package, ever so delicate, was transferred from freedom to captivity. The next time she would see the town, it would be tomorrow.

The day she died.

The warden stripped of her beautiful blue dress- not to mention her dignity- and gave her a potato sack. She donned the sack and he shoved her into a hallway. He forced her to the third cell on the right and tossed her in. He kicked her in as he slammed the door. It was completely dark. She banged on the door until her hands bled and screamed until she was hoarse. Then she curled up on the ground started to sob. Mari was afraid. She felt insecure and violated. But most of all, she was lonely. Was here anyone who could understand her?

Little did she know, there was someone in the dark corner of the cell.

What is darkness. Well at first glance the answer would be simple. Darkness is merely an absence of light. That is what the thoughtless people believe. But those people have never actually experienced darkness. Been thrown to the mercy of the darkness, and had to slowly endure being eaten by it. They know nothing of the horrible feelings darkness holds. Agony, sorrow, loneliness, fear. When you've been in the darkness as long as Blair had, you learn all these feelings. Each one bubbles inside of you stretching and growing until it defines you. Then when it has sucked away every other emotion from you it leaves you, an empty shell waiting, begging, for some feeling to overtake you again. Then at least you would have feeling and you could keep your mind of the darkness. But no, Blair had learned that the darkness would not allow that. The darkness would never leave you, it was part of you. It had somehow seeped into your soul and had sucked it dry leaving only darkness in its place. Darkness was not an absence of light, it was an absence of hope.

(I have to go pack my dad is coming in 5 don't respond I will edit and finish this later)