C500 BREAKING THE GOLDEN CAGE

"If I stay in this room, I am nothing more than a vintage to be bottled," Aria whispered, her breath coming in quick gasps as she looked down from the narrow stone ledge. The wind whipped her hair across her face, stinging her eyes, but the fire in her chest burned with a heat that outmatched her fear. Below, the city was a graveyard of twisted beams and crumbling brick