🩸Blood🩸 | 💦Seed💦 | 🧌💚ORC-MADE💚🧌 — The First Breath of Green

The moon hung low over the Spine, painting the orc camp in molten silver and shadow. Chains clinked in the dark — not in cruelty, but in ceremony. They had brought him here, the elf with eyes like polished frost, to unmake him.

The air was thick with the musk of a dozen bodies and the slow drumbeat of hearts that had nothing to do with fear. He should have run. He should have fought. But when the first hand found his skin — hot, calloused, claiming — every instinct told him that this was not a night he would survive unchanged.

He was right.

By the time the first growl slipped past his lips, the moonlight no longer clung to pale skin. The green was already taking hold…

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