Like a Bird in a Cage

Her pale arms swung to her sides, striking at the invisible walls as her expression turned grim, and her well kept brows curved in a not-so-subtle hint of panic. Locks of straight golden hair brushed over her shoulders, like feathers let loose from the plumage of a legendary golden phoenix. A few strands fell at her feet with a gentle motion, pulled out by the occasional grip of her nervous, slender fingers.

It took the good part of a minute for anger and indignation to finally replace the fit of anxiousness that had crippled her mind-Allowing her to regain the clarity of mind necessary to properly assess her situation. Her shiny blue eyes glowed with hues of gold, rapidly darting at the images that reached her from beyond her cage that she alone occupied. A quiet world devoid of any sound other than her nervous moans, the soft tapping of her feet, and the brushing of her loose robe against her skin.