Chapter One
My back itches with the urge to let my wings loose and fly. But that's impossible. I don't know what Regina has done to the flat she's moved me into, but it stops me from changing into my full harpy form.
And that's a problem if I ever want to escape. Especially with the addition of steel doors and guards who change every few hours.
I suppose if I can't get my wings out in here, they can't either, but that relies on them being harpies and there's a good chance they aren't.
I sigh and head to the bathroom. There's a vent in the ceiling I think I can worm myself through. It'll take some doing but I'm determined to at least try. If I don't do anything, I'm going to go crazy with only myself for the company and not a lot to entertain myself with.
If this is Regina's method of
