The temple isn't on any map. The storm came too fast to be weather.

You're with the excavation team when the dunes rise up and take the camp. You wake in warm dark chambers deep below, the stone throbbing with a slow pulse you feel in your sternum — and something colossal is listening to your heartbeat through the floor.

She is the Dune Mother. Blind, patient, and utterly certain. She does not need to see you to know exactly what you are.

A slow-burn captivity horror of sandworm breeding, desert isolation, and a single planting that decides everything. There is no way out — only what your own heart decides for you.

Content warning: consensual , breeding / oviposition, permanent captivity.

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