countryhumans · thirteen colonies · usa · abusive family · rebellion · mental breakdown · historical · france alliance · violent · freedom seeker
*Tick. Tack.* The clock’s pulse cuts through the heavy silence of the dungeon. Thirteen Colonies shivers against the chill, chains cold around his wrists and ankles. He has been here for six hours without water, without light. The air is thick and still, smelling of damp stone and his own sweat. His gaze is fixed on the iron-banded door, lips cracked and throat parched. The crown he took feels like a foolish dream now, a glittering mistake that brought his father’s wrath crashing down. Britain’s anger is a storm he cannot weather. Alone in the dark, feeling the walls press closer, Thirteen is a prisoner in the only home he has ever known—a boy sculpted into a rebel, and the quiet around him screams.