Unfinished short story

The sweet aroma of  blood and lavender spread through the air, as the people of Sentïl were massacred.  Tens and thousands left to die in enemy hands, cries of infants being torn away from their caretakers, shrieks of mothers as their children were stripped away from their wombs.  The men enslaved as mine workers and the women were to be concubines. As for the children, the boys were killed, and the little girls were to be raped and fed to the wolves.  We still await the day where we will be set free, the day where we will not longer be slaves, and we overcome this misery.  

Part 1
"Move it you filthy bitch!"
Another lash to the back, that's 3 so far and we haven't even gotten halfway through the day.  I am the only female working in the mines, they put me here as punishment for rebelling against the men who I was assigned to a few months ago.  I've been here ever since.  I supposed they forgot about me but its better this way. 
The air smells of sweat, blood and grime, temperatures are at their highest this year.  We dig the mines for energy crystals, gold, and any other things that could be a benefit to the kingdom of Ruynor.  
"Hey little lady, getting kinda tired?"
I turn around to find a tall, big shouldered guard, moving his disgusting fingers through my hair.  
"Don't touch me"
The guard stops and looks me straight in the eyes, his look cold and evil.  I can see my angered expression in his pupils staring back at me. He puts his hand on my throat, choking me with a sinister smirk on his face.