Caged Hearts の小説・ストーリー

Covered in ivy. I used to be able to climb it. But now? Now I am carrying cargo. Now I am fragile. Or at least, they have convinced me I am. I turn around. I walk back into the kitchen. I walk back through the silent house. I go back to my room. I take off my coat. I lie down on the bed. I look at the ceiling. They have won. They have built a cage out of love and fear, and the bars are made of vitamins and velvet pillows.

dear fate, is that how you treat my fragile heart? All Hearts !!

Once more I let my eyes close trying to find the moment I once had with Jen. But words didn't come, all that came to me was the sound of a heartbeat, steady and slow. I had nothing to lose so I focused on that and followed it like breadcrumbs. The closer I got the darker it felt, like I was being suffocated by it as it continued to grow around me. Pushing forward was all I could do so I ignored it as best I could seeking out this sound. This was different from Jen in so many ways the words that flowed into me were like a desire until they burst free. " A lonely heart shrouded in darkness seeking a mother's love. Losing itself slowly in the pursuit of light it hasn't tasted in so long... It's

They’ve been silent so long. A quiet, festering knot in the foundation. But they haven’t been idle. They’ve been listening. Absorbing. The Cage’s dissonant symphony. The whispers from the Scar, the echoes of lost memories and stolen histories. All that pain, all that beauty, all that chaos… it’s been food for them. And now… now they’re singing.

Each cage was polished, decorated as if to mask the brutality of what they held inside. Every cage was filled with an omega, some young, some barely awake, their eyes red and swollen from crying. Their faces etched with terror and defeat. Some girls were still crying, muffled sobs echoing off the cold stone walls of the massive space. Others sat curled up, their bodies trembling. Claire’s heart dropped as she took in the sight. She could feel the hopelessness pressing in from all sides

“This discussion is over; you can leave my room now.” I felt trapped, like a bird in a gilded cage, beautiful but confined. The walls closed in around me, suffocating me with their weight. Every breath was a struggle, as if the air itself was thick and heavy, refusing to let me escape. My heart pounded against the bars of my chest, desperate to break free from the suffocating grip of reality. I longed to spread my wings and soar, but the cage door seemed locked, and the key was nowhere to be found. The feeling of being caged was overwhelming, making me restless and desperate for freedom.

I wanted to leave my emotions at the door and go back to my room but the feeling was stuck in my heart I stood there frozen in agony as the sounds from inside the room grew louder. Cage's grunt increased. My heart was shattering into a million pieces, I couldn't think properly and couldn't understand why. All I knew was that I felt an overwhelming sense of pain, and I didn't know how to make it stop it was continuous. My heart was heavy with emotion, and it was reeling with questions. What was happening to me? Why did I feel so connected to Cage? My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and I couldn't make sense of anything. All I knew was that I had felt this crazy attraction to Cage even though I

her breath caught. A cage. She reached out and gripped the bars, her fingers tightening as she looked around. The room was dark and enormous, cages stretching out in every direction. Inside each one were girls. Crying, screaming, trembling. Jia's heart pounded, she rattled the door of her cage, but it didn't budge. Her eyes fell on the large padlock securing it shut. "No... no, no" she whispered, shaking her head, panic rising fast "Jia!" a voice called from her left.

I stop dead in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat. Cages. Row upon row of them, stacked up to the heavens like forgotten shipping containers in a rusted junkyard. But these weren’t empty crates filled with useless debris. These cages held shifters; wolves, felines, and others whose scents I couldn’t immediately place. All of them crammed into spaces so small they could barely move, let alone shift.