Is Eren A Bird Novels & Stories

" alright, I know it's more of you protecting me but you can at least pretend I try. Go ahead" " I never asked for your permission" " sure you didn't " Eric ignore him hopping on a tree and flying away. The wind blew against his hair as he flew to the highest peak before looking down at the vast Forest. The endless green stretched far a long distance, it seems they would have to fly if they really wanted to reach your destination quicker A bird flew closer to him, a mocking Jay if he could remember the species clearly. A curious little thing it was Stretching a poem The Little Bird landed modestly on it

His voice came from behind a pile of books. I walked closer to him. Eren wears glasses that I never knew before. He was reading an old and yellow-looking book covered in animal skin. "Oh, Casey? I thought you were Jasmine who came." "Grandma asked you to take a shower. The water is ready." "Oh, I see. Okay, I'll be out of here soon." "Does the command to bathe have a different meaning to you?" "Nothing," Eren answered. "Grandma just wanted to ensure I didn't drown among all this old stuff."

After lunch, I stayed in the kitchen to clean the table. Eren has convinced Erden to play with him. So they went somewhere in the rooms. I was washing the dishes when Eren begins calling me out loud. “Mommy! Mommy!” He cries out as he appears in the kitchen. I turn to look at him, raising a brow. “Meet Erdena.” He gestures in a royally manner to the door and Erden steps in, his face overspread with makeup and a short curly wig on his head.

Lucan glanced up, something unreadable flickering in his eyes, but he stayed silent as Eren tugged me out of the room and down the stairs. The place Eren had found was a patch of grass at the edge of the forest, where the trees bent just enough to let sunlight spill in like liquid gold. It wasn’t grand, but it was perfect. “Sit,” he ordered, pointing with all the authority of a tiny king. I laughed and obeyed, settling into the grass. He plopped down beside me, his little legs sticking out at awkward angles, and for a while he chattered about everything, how he’d seen a rabbit this morning, how Leah had taught him a silly rhyme, how he thought butterflies should have teeth because “what if t

For someone as straightforward as Sara, or Dahlia as she was calling herself, such a line sounded so, theatrical for her, Everyone else found it strange coming out of her mouth but took it in it metaphorical meaning, thinking she needed space to think about the recent events, including her imprisonment, He, however, knew her words were free of metaphors but were rather a secret message that only he could understand as it was an accident only he knew about, that being the first time they met when he pulled her out of the river. Discarding himself of the rest of his clothes, Eren shifted into his demon form, spread his large black wings and jumped from the patio into the air with his clothes i

There was no room to act freely or draw attention to ourselves. Eira didn’t seem too worried. “That’s not hard,” she said, already summoning something. A faint glow flickered around her hand before a small bird took shape—her Spirit Bird. She chuckled. “A bird can move around a lot easier than we can.” None of us argued. Since we couldn’t see the other side of the mountain from where we were hiding, all we could do was wait. Those twenty minutes dragged on longer than they should have. No one spoke much. Every second felt stretched thin.

“Everyone knows you’re the best fighter in our year. Maybe ever.” I shot him a look. “Careful. That kind of talk gets people killed.” He blinked, then laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “Right. Sorry. I just.. this is my first proper patrol under someone like you.” I felt the irritation ease, just a little. It was hard to stay annoyed at someone who looked like they were living out a childhood dream. We started walking the route, snow crunching under our boots. “So,” Eren said, after a moment of silence he clearly found unbearable, “is it true you can hear heartbeats from across a clearing?”

Erys whispered. In a small clearing of the trees, there was a majestic griffin preening itself. Its golden feathers shimmered with red iridescence from the Hellish sun. It spread its wings, red and indigo feathers glistening in the light. "It's so beautiful!" Kanna gasped, in awe. "Yeah, now let's eat," Erys grinned, his jagged teeth showing. "Let's get it! Do you have a plan?" "Charge full speed!" "Wait, Dad. You can't fly. What if it takes off?"

It was sacrifice. A sacrifice I didn't choose to be part of. Later, I find Eren watching the clouds from the outer courtyard. The wind dances around him like it recognizes him. "Did your people ever merge with power like this?" I ask. He glances at me, then back at the sky. "Once. A Windborne girl. She became the sky, or rather, she became a part of it and we never saw her again." My voice cracks. "Was she afraid?" "Terrified," he says softly. "But she did it anyway."

“Come now. We must find some food for you and then get to test your abilities. The pair spent the day together on what would almost be called a beach by human standards. The water resembled that of an ocean, wide and deep but it was not blue but a deep purple that it almost was tinted black. The sand under her feet was a deep blue that only when there was a break in the dark clouds from up above could she see it wasn’t again black. When he had said the entire plane had gone into hibernation, she had no idea what he meant. Little by little as the day went on and he tests her powers and made notes of this or that, she noticed that the colors would change. He seemed not to notice at all.