"'You said that this place was built to imprison something. What was it?'
'Me.'"
Starmine walks slowly around the circumference of the giant golden birdcage.
He takes in everything, the bars of what were indeed pure gold, enormous stained glass doors on either side, and the monochrome tiled floor.
Only a few pieces of furniture are inside, including a desk, an armchair, and a tiny table.
Dark sits silently watching on the floor, staring beyond the cage bars and into the abyss of gray clouds.
"You said that this place was built to imprison something," Starmine starts, breaking the silence between them and pausing his observations. "What was it?"
Dark gives him an odd look.
"Me."
I FORGOT TO ACTUALLY POST THE PROMPT AGAIN WTFFFFFF
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A Book Of Bullshit I Make Instead Of Sleeping Oops
Rastgeleyeah so daily writing prompts or exercises because why the fuck not join me if you want because i found some interesting ones mine are all gonna be some Lencesty shit it gonn be gr8 i tend to write these on Archive at 1 or 2 am it's kind of a proble...
