Symbiosis

atures, my white hair, my light amber and blue eyes, and my wings. My large wings, white and speckled with black and gray spo

up to the bread stand, waiting in line. I asked for a loaf and paid, waiting for my br

ry about people hating me because I had certain wings. It was a honey dessert stand. One of my favorites was Honey Scales, I looked at my hand a

rom her accent, she wasn't from around here. I felt hurt by her words, especially since I had just got there and was waiting

ked my bag for everything and once I counted everything, I started running up a hill. I got up to the top of the

atoo on a polished wood stick. But out here, in the forest, I feel free. Like I could do anyt

I was losing altitude. I spotted a small house In a clearing and little far off and bank

the door. The dusty cabin is dimly lit with the golden hour lighting. I looked around, it was unusually still. I pu

ll make her come out of her hiding spots. My eyes land on the hallwa

m. She had small wings, growing out of their fluffy feathers and brown hair that was very long and curly. S

p. She ran up to me and hugged my waist. I kneele

t full name because I don't like nicknames, so she called me Lanci, my full na

rries were very hard to find and were very expensive, but today was

ng her happy is all I want for her. I stirred the stew before grabbing a

efore digging into her stew. I nod and serve myself a bowl, sitting down and eat

night

Goodnight

s in the back. I look at the moon, it's a full one and the grass is silver, the trees

what I call my 'skip day', where I don't feel tired at all at night. I cont

he dagger from its sheath placed around my thigh, holding it up next to my chest d

etting surrounded, or is this person very fast? My heart

beneath the person, then I remember that I have strong wings. I position my

stomach and pointing my dagger at their temple, holding down

e person straight in the eye and notice he is a male. I seethe. "Who ar

realize he