laptop working in safe mode - attempting a quick drabble while i can!
Pinned 100words
Morpho stood pinned to the wall, wings spread, irradecsent where the lamp caught them. His brethen were locked behind glass, colours subdued. In their midst a rickety desk littered with the tools of their torture. Glass domes, fumes, black deadly pins.
A man entered, one Morpho had been watching, he went about the room unlatching glass then looked at Morpho recognising him as more.
'Watch' he whispered, gentle as a fresh spring breeze.
The air tasted of sugared water and filled quickly with fluttering wings. Rainbow joy as his brethren flew free. Nothing as it seemed in the wizard's workshop. [Spoiler (click to open)]