Challenge #04238-K220: A Place to Heal

I was a prisoner, enslaved for as long as I could remember. I thought the one who had me caged was the wizard Wraithvine. I was told I was suffering so others would not. Then I met the real Wraithvine, learned the truth, and was freed.

My torment is over, the pain of the body long healed. The painful memories will never fade, but I'm so grateful to hir. Don't worry, ze brought you here so I could help you, as I was once aided.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04099-k081-to-flourish-and-grow -- Anon Guest

There is a place that will heal the worst of broken people. Those not merely broken in body, but also broken in mind. Those who are so downtrodden that they don't know who they are when assisted out from under the boot. Those who go there call it Havengrove, and it is a closely-kept secret.

Mostly because the people who did the treading might attempt to find their former victims.

Wraithvine is not normally a violent being. If there's a solution that doesn't involve causing harm, ze will find it. And once in a very rare while, someone refuses to learn a lesson. Of course, Havengrove is protected by every possible ward and charm. Those there on their first day don't know that, though.

Lavender sang as they moved, because the True Wraithvine had dropped off another patient. They were few and far between, but they did arrive. This latest one was pretending to be asleep in the soft nest that was their current shelter. A slice of bread. A bowl of broth. A cup of clean and fresh water. All these, Lavender arranged where the patient could see it.

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