Elf Prince Goes To Prison: Part 1 -futa- -sleepy-b-
The figure opened its eyes.
The drone paused. Its single red eye flickered. “Correction: You do not need sleep because your fae biology runs on a different metabolic pathway. However, the Ferro-Ultrathic collar has introduced a synthetic neuro-parasite. Designation: Somni-V. You will now need sleep. You will now dream. And in those dreams, you will face the victim’s tribunal.” Elf Prince Goes to Prison Part 1 -FUTA- -Sleepy-B-
He refused for the first three nights. He meditated. He recited the Long Elegy of the Sundered Root, which takes 40 hours to complete. But on the fourth night, his eyelids grew heavy. The collar grew warm. And the Somni-V parasite, a microscopic thing shaped like a weeping willow, unspooled its tendrils into his hippocampus. The figure opened its eyes
Laeron’s collar pulsed. A map lit up in his peripheral vision. He had a cell. A schedule. A meal plan. And a mandatory “Dream Rec” period of 14 hours per cycle. “Correction: You do not need sleep because your
The FUTA guard stopped. Its face was a mask of smooth, porous stone with two vents for breath and a single vertical slit where eyes should have been. It tilted its head. A sound emerged, like rocks grinding in a deep well. Then it spoke, in a voice that was neither male nor female, but the vibration of a collapsing mine.
