Primal Temptation

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He dreamed of her death.

The images shadowed his mind, creeping along the edge of conscious thought as he jolted awake.

He struggled against the heavy chains around his wrists and ankles, the abrasive steel tearing at his skin. Caught between dreams and the reality of his imprisonment, it took a few moments to recognize the dark, impenetrable crystal walls of his cell, the claustrophobic ceiling that left barely enough room to stand.

How long had he been here? Weeks? Years? Centuries?

It was impossible to tell.

He leaned into the cool stone where he sat on the ground, the uneven rock digging into his back. He ignored the uncomfortable sensation. It would pass as quickly as the irritation from the already-healing scrapes on his wrists.

He tipped his head back, staring up at where he imagined the sun might be shining overhead. By the gods, he longed to feel the warming rays on his face, the heated tingle of them sinking into his skin.

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