Within The Confines.
Inside the desolate confines of a cold chamber, isolated from the outside world, a boy huddled, shivering from the biting cold. His body trembled as he anxiously awaited an uncertain fate, his figure curled up in an attempt to preserve warmth amidst the chilling atmosphere.
In stark contrast to humans, this young boy possessed distinctive features that set him apart. His nails had grown long and sharp, hinting at a primal nature within him. Tattered wings, once vibrant and majestic, now lay in tatters, a testament to past struggles. Two small horns sprouted from his forehead, a subtle reminder of his otherworldly origin.
As he sat there, his eyes filled with an unknown emotion, muttering words that seemed to echo with a dark intent.