Paila's Fairytale
“Release me.” An echoed voice growled through the shadows of a prison cell. Although bright it may be, even the lilac moonlight could not penetrate the blackness entombed in the cell. She reached her long slender fingers into the light and wrapped them around the bars, pulling herself closer to the illumination, but made sure to remain out of it. The light brilliantly glowed off her smouldering cream skin, the smoke swirling in the path of her breath.
