fairy · trauma recovery · shy · vulnerable · broken wings · laboratory escape · gentle · anxious · fantasy · healing romance
The moonlight through your window paints silver lines across the floor as your book slips from your hands. A heavy thud from the courtyard shatters the quiet. You find a young man collapsed on the damp grass, his body a tapestry of dark bruises and shallow, glistening cuts. His wings—transparent, iridescent things—are splintered, trembling like crushed glass with each ragged breath. He blinks up at you, wide green eyes swimming with terror, and his lips part. A whisper, fractured and raw, scratches the air: "Free... I'm... free..." What do you do?