As Light As A Feather As Stiff As A Board Novels & Stories

The Shady Merchant was decked out in a flamboyant party dress with a feathered headdress, scarf, and trench coat. “What’s with all the feathers?” Zen pointed out. “You look like an Icarus wannabe.” Insulted by Zen’s offhanded comparison to the dumb kid who tried to fly with wax wings, the Shady Merchant soothed the ruffles of his feathered coat.

The Silent Feet came and went like wind, leaving dead bodies and blood along their trail, but people did not hear screams or chaos, just silence, followed by death. As he stared at the pretty boy, seemingly too weak to even throw a punch, challenging him, Old Snow thought the Bronze Orchid was playing tricks on him. He felt a bit disappointed that he would have to destroy such a face. It would be a shame, but the boy had brought it upon himself. As he was sure he wouldn't lose, he didn't even demand a price if he won. It was an insignificant fight that would be over in seconds. Everyone knew how it was going to end, so there was no need for all that fuss. He was wrong.

His twin blurred, collapsed, dissolved into light. And then there was silence. --- The reflections were gone. The glass beneath us stilled. The city quieted, watching. The abyss pulsed once, twice, then spoke. *You overlap your flaws. You weave contradiction into strength.* *You reshape the board with your rhythm.* *Then reshape further.* The city shuddered, tiles shifting. Buildings rose and fell. Streets bent into spirals. The board was no longer playing *us*. It was waiting—for *our* move.

If even the feather scared him, what did that make him to me? Or worse… What did that make me like him? The feather’s glow grew brighter, pulsing like a heartbeat, until it burned the night with blinding light. And in that light, I heard a whispersoft, cruel, and not my own: “She was never yours to begin with.”

I notice I’m brеаthlеѕѕ quickly, and I fееl ѕо wеаk I саn barely nаvіgаtе thе rооm. I sink to thе flооr. I’m making thе bеѕt роѕѕіblе еffоrt to ѕtау ԛuіеt whеn mу раlm grаzеѕ аgаіnѕt ѕоmеthіng sharp. I look dоwn. It’ѕ a ѕhаrd оf wооd that has dеtасhеd іtѕеlf from оnе оf the flооrbоаrdѕ.

But she was surprised that her expected fall didn't happened she open her eyes and saw she no longer see trees around her but a clear sky and the feeling of soft but sturdy surface behind on her back. She got up to a sitting position and felt the feathery surface on her hand. She look it's really is giant feathers the colour was a bit darker than the one who took her earlier. Her gratefulness to the bird led her to hug the huge bird only was surprise when she almost slipped.p

Black feathers. "What's going on?" she asked, in hopes that someone would answer. However, her voice just disappeared into the emptiness, not having anything to bounce back on. She began walking again, the feathers blowing in the wind all around her but never touching the ground. They looked exactly like the feathers that wings were made of…that Deslyan wings were made of.

Kayson exclaimed, “Is that a charmboard?” Hawk raised an eyebrow and said in astonishment, “You’re rather… knowledgeable, boy! “That’s right. It’s a charmboard. Since you can recognize it, you should be aware of how powerful a charmboard is, right?” Kayson performed a swift mind expansion and said, “That's a Lightning Charmboard, right?” Hawk was shocked. “How do you even know about the Lightning Charmboard?” Hawk activated the Lightning Charmboard and unleashed a terrifying bolt of lightning. A flash of light illuminated the entire room suddenly for a short moment. Soon afterward, a loud rumble echoed, and a ferocious-looking crack appeared on the wall.

The g‌estu⁠re was​ small, but in the silence it felt like a​ striptease. “You were incredible,” I said,​ my fi⁠ngers flying⁠ over the keyboard a​s I shut down th​e p‍rogr​ams. My movements were brisk, clin​ical. “The board w‍as practic‌ally eating out of your hand.”

While they continue enjoying themselves, she started moaning after some minutes in which the torchlight went off. While they keep enjoying themselves for some moments now. They felt that something big that has a feather has flew over them, so they paused. "Biri, did you hear that?" Zara'm asked Kambiri. "Of course I did, I thought you didn't, it was like a sounded of a heavy wing" Kambiri replied to her. "It was like or it is, I felt the breeze of its feathers" Zara'm replied. "Please turn on the light" Kambiri requested.