Desires And Captivity
One of the shapes passed so low overhead that its wake tangled my feathers.
“Here,” I pointed left. In the hillside’s flank opened a long, shallow rock ledge—rubble below, steep wall above. The space beneath was just deep enough for two people to squeeze in sideways.
“If this is a trap, we’re crawling into our own grave,” Sadira hissed.
“If we don’t, they’ll light up the air and shred us to pieces,” I said. “Choose.”
“I already did,” she muttered, sliding under the ledge.
I followed, feeling the stone’s chill against my shoulder blades as I folded my wings tight. The air was damp and still. Outside, the dark shapes passed once more overhead, then flickered out in the distance, as if someone
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