it was but a fortnight ago;
a storm brewed far above the clouds over the northern heights of the misty
mountains. deep, rolling thunder echoed like drums of war beating out each
step of a soldier’s march. for hours, it persisted. crimson lights trace the
shapes in the sky, silver lining having all but fled and the stars obscured
by a growing black. over time, the noises grew fainter. evanescent and
recalled akin to the memory of a dream. before nature could reclaim the
skies once more, the dark clouds were punctured by flames. bolts of fire
rained down, crashing to the earth in craters and scars, drawing all who
seek answers to wherever they may fall. all but one site proved fruitless.
found there in one of the mountain’s many recesses was a fair woman.
her figure is strong though she now lacks decency, likely due the flames
that engulfed her while earthbound. she was of a curvaceous and desirable
figure, yet not a fragile thing as most human women seem to be. she was
built solid, and strong – far heavier than she has any right to be given
her physique.
without question, she was taken for experimentation. a hell awaited her,
until she finally awoke after two long weeks.