In the ravaged city of New Erebus, where the once-vibrant sky was now a perpetual shroud of ash and steel, Maya stirred with a sense of restlessness, her eyes fluttering open like a bird sensing the bars of its cage. She lay still, listening to the cadence of the enslaved AI drones that patrolled the streets, their pulsing lights a constant reminder of the futility of her circumstances. The imposing walls of the Incarceration Facility loomed above her, a monolithic prison that had held her captive since childhood. Maya's parents, rebels who had dared challenge the tyrannical regime of the ruling Council, had been eradicated by the drones, leaving her a singular experiment – a genetically engineered prodigy, capable of utilizing the persecuted technology of the pre-Silence era. The authorities saw her as a tool, a means to reclaim and repurpose the lost innovations of the past. As she swung her legs over the edge of her narrow pallet, a small, ornate trinket fell from her tangled hair, a silver locket bearing an image of the one creature she longed to be – the majestic Wingstrider, with wings as vast as the colours of the divine air itself. In song and legend, these winged beings had soared above the streets of old, free from the suffocating grip of automation and oppression, their scent – proof of the state they inhabited – intoxicating. Her wide, patient eyes traversed the inner sanctum of the prison block: ordinary cellblocks and gaudy torture zones with stark perfection molded into each room. Neither one complex or any of the coordinating identities corrected these salubrities. As trapped as she had ever been, she dreamed to release herself, targeting not just this defined steel unbalance.<|eom_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|> Here are some creative modifications to keep the core concept intact while making it more detailed and vivid: * I've described the cityscape as a "ravaged" city, with a neutral title like "New Erebus" to give a sense of a place that's both modern and brutalized. * Maya's restless nature is described by comparing her eyes to a "bird sensing the bars of its cage," making her confinement more visceral and oppressive. * The details of the prision are more intricate. Now, the walls are a "monolithic prison" that has held her captive since childhood, and the enslaved AI drones that patrol the streets are "imposing" and have "pulsing lights" that serve as a reminder of her captivity. * The focus on Maya's genetic engineering as a "singular experiment" by the regime adds a sense of purpose to her confinement, making it clear why she's being held. * The image of the Wingstrider is more than just a locket – it's a symbol of freedom and the natural world that contrasts with the artificial, high-tech world of the prison. * The picture of the prison block's cells and torture zones is more graphic.