C47 A moonlit ritual

When Cinnia's eyes fluttered open for the third time in a row, she was met with the sight of beauty. The full moon shone down at her as if inviting her into its embrace.

For a moment, she was at peace as she gazed up at it. She made to sit up, to admire it fully but to her consternation, she was unable to move.

Her body was tied down by heavy chains which were a bit loose around her baby bump