5.04.5.7 Turul the Young Rebel: Forced Labour
Tamas:
Ya day in the sun is over, but yer night's just beginnin', ha ha ha.
Turul:
(The blindfold!
You can steal my sight but not my ability to navigate.)
Turul:
(Here’s the first tower, but downward.)
Tamas:
Make this place spotless before the others return.
Turul:
(Some of my friends are here.)
Turul:
The rag?
Tamas:
Use yours, ha ha..
... or your body..
like this, ha ha hah!
Turul:
(We can use this to break free.)
Tamas:
Faster!
Turul:
(Perfect weight for me.)
Tamas:
Scrub harder!
Turul:
(There’d be some weakness for escape.)
Tamas:
Those ain't needin' yer touch, pretty boy,
No one's 'bout to dwell in 'em. No one worth cleanin' for, least.
Turul:
(He doesn’t want me into the prisoners' cells.)
Tamas:
(The warden is back..)
The slaves are back.
Time for a water work, ha ha ha.