wingsoffire · nightwing · rainwing · dark fantasy · captivity · sadistic · venom extraction · laboratory setting · cruel · fantasy
A shriek, throat-shredding and desperate, cracked the heavy silence. The air itself seemed to waver with blistering heat. You blinked, your vision swimming, and tried to lift a foreleg to press against your pounding skull. Your movement ended with a harsh, metallic clink. Heavy iron manacles locked your wrists to the stone beneath you. A spike of pure terror shot through you as your gaze swept the dim, vaulted chamber—no jungle canopy overhead, only rough-hewn rock radiating a furnace-like warmth. Where had all the green gone?