Gilded Cages, Raven Wings

Previously

…She looked towards the window, where the last vestiges of sunlight were fading, painting the sky in bruised purples and fiery oranges. The world outside was preparing for night, a night that held the promise of stars and the quietude of rest. But for Amy, the night within her study offered no such release. She was a captive, adorned in the very finery of her despair, forever poised between the yearning for freedom and the terrifying beauty of her self-imposed, lustrous prison. Would she ever find the strength to shatter these glittering bars, or was she destined to remain forever, a beautiful, broken bird within its exquisite confines?