Recent content by Ophiryn

Food would be hard to keep down after spending so much time caged by iron, but the Nightfairen did not wish to be seen as ungrateful. The biscuits were separated from the meat left for her, and gingerly she began to nibble into it. It was sweet, perhaps stale too, but it was better to taste this...

She was weak despite the strength, and what little of it, began to return to her after being free from the cage mixed with iron. As she dangled up in the air, exposed for all to see, Ophiryn entered a state that allowed her to recuperate. It was possibly the longest time she had a moment of...

To be ridiculed was not new to her. Ophiryn did well not to scream, to whimper, or even say a word of discouragement to the men that doused her in hands, salt water, and rope that cut into her flesh. She had endured so much in life, grew weary of this one, so much that she created her own new...

Ophiryn had been deprived of conversation for a few years now, too used to being spoken about and never addressed truly except for those cruel with the curiosity. This moment felt as if she were thrust down into the viper's den, with all eyes on her as they waited with anticipation what she...

She obliged. Her head tilted back, mouth parting to catch the droplets falling from the sponge. The water held the same salt that had been burning at her sense of smell for days now, but on her tongue, it left her wanting for more. Ophiryn made a noise, not realising how refreshing the water...

The tail that coiled around her throat had not been the first time she felt something there to remind her of her role. Always prisoner, no matter how nicely she was gifted jewellery or dresses. Not many gave her words to remember, words to think of if things got too overwhelming... But the...

She presented them with her back. Let them see the deformity of her wings, the way they hung drooped behind her. When she had been captured long ago, they started on her wings. Plucked and clipped, until one owner had sawn them both off. When he realised how slow it took for wings to regrow, she...

Salt was known to corrode, and she wondered if it's sharpness will ever stop irritating her nose every time she breathed in. It clung to everything, not that she could see past the drapery over her cage. It was made from iron and steel, leeching from her energy every hour, but still, she...