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I flinched in pain as the wolfsbane stung and burned my fingers, hands, and forearms. Once the rope was saturated enough, I pulled them back out, breathing a sigh of relief as the pain abated to that of a minor sunburn.

My sacrifice was worth it, though. The ropes, laden with water, were looser and easier to stretch. It took nearly five minutes, but I managed to free my wrists. Rubbing them, I basked in my ingenuity for a few seconds before doing the same thing to my ankles. The sensation was equally agonizing, but knowing that it would work eased the sting a bit. In minutes, I was totally free and standing on the rock, letting my body heal. Now, I needed to find a way off this stupid rock.

The moon had already risen, and I could see it reflected in the water as I racked my brain for ideas. It was in the water that I saw the reflection of massive wings gliding silently down from the sky toward me. I frowned, then I registered the shape and knew exactly what was coming. My reflexes kic