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BEAR
I sat in my cell, unable to move far from my constricted space. Thoughts were running through my head a million miles a minute. How did I get here? What was happening back home? Was this all worth it? Right now it seemed as though we would never get out of here. The place that was meant to bring healing, imprisoned me instead. Us. All of us I’m different corners of the kingdom. No communication and no way of planning an escape.
I sighed. Iris was the only one that could free us, but even she was trapped. I thought about our entrance into the strange, jungle like death trap. Our bodies were flying in different directions inside the pink hurricane. It was an experience I will never forget. The woman ahead of us was ghostly, terrifying and unlike any woman I had seen in my lifetime, though in the past few weeks, I had seen so many different kinds of women that I was beginning to question what I thought was a woman all along.
The women in the isle of fairies seemed to rule the land; very unlike my own home. They had pointed ears, were large in stature and had very severe tempers. The men bowed to them, whimpered when they shot a look of doom in the poor guys direction, and cowered away when they were struck. I was truly in an alternate universe. “They may seem cruel, but they are fair.” Iris had whispered in my ear after we had been shot out of the hurricane and into the Isle of fairies, where her mother and the rest of the hierarchy were waiting for us. Their glares shot daggers through me. I definitely understood how the other men felt. Violet however, glared back at them. The fearlessness of a woman, I will never understand.
A few short moments later and we were being tossed into cells of iron bars and told of our treason. “You will never leave these gates. You are now my prisoners for all your days to come.” Glenda’s powerful voice barked at us. I lost all hope. I would never be healed now. Slumping back into a hunched position, I inspected the cell with my eyes. Vines were taking back their home, wrapping themselves around iron poles and my cell itself was taken over by lush greenery. Other outcasts lingered around my cage, doing chores for the Faery queen. There was one thing they all had in common. They were all men.