We’re all in cages, counting ourselves lucky to be alive, let alone to still have our clothes on…
I’m imagining scalpels and labs and sci-fi nightmare fuel until I’m taken away and given as a gift to a grey-skinned alien with star-white hair, a scaled face, and the leathery wings of nothing human: Luras Darin.
Now I have to convince him, from the confines of this stupid white birdcage, that I’m not just some stupid animal so I can get out and find a way home.
I’m learning the language from scratch, but it doesn’t look like speaking will be enough…until suddenly it is, and I show him what humans can do when they’re alone in a dark room…