Leaf Wing Novels & Stories

Ilyana continued reading, not allowing sadness to creep into her thoughts. “The wings are special. The human body is not designed for flight - the chest is too small, the muscles are weak and the body is heavy. An ordinary person cannot get off the ground, even with wings. Seraphim can fly due to the fact that their wings are woven from thin threads of the Force. You can control your wings by learning to control your own magical energy. But the peculiarities of Selena’s children do not end there. Wings, being a dynamic structure, are influenced by the owner. With sufficient control, they can be modified, made sharp or dense. Wings are one of the main weapons and shields of the seraph warrior

She was still in the same spot when he drove by her before she felt the first drop of tears crashing against her cheek. wiping her cheek with the back of her left hand_ she squared her shoulder and sniffed back the tears left in her eyes before walking away.

After several unsuccessful attempts to fold them, he grabbed the edge of one of the wings with his hand, pulled it to him and began to look at it. Dense skin was covered with very small, fitted to each other scales, something resembling radius bones was felt inside, in several places they had movable joints. When trying to bend - the wing elastically resisted this action. Vic hopelessly rolled it up with his hand, led it behind his back and was surprised to find that it was still holding there. He did the same procedure with the second wing. Immediately, an almost irresistible desire arose to secure them with a rope, but there was no such at hand, and Vic, having suffered, spat and went into

Its wings were adorned with intricate patterns of black lines and dots, creating a stunning contrast against the yellow background. As the butterfly rested on Aurora's finger, she could see that its wings were thin and almost translucent, allowing the sunlight to filter through and create a soft, warm glow around the insect. The butterfly's body was small and slender, with black antenna protruding from its head, twitching slightly as it sensed its surroundings. The butterfly's wings were slightly tattered, suggesting that it had lived a full life and had flown great distances to reach her. Despite this, the butterfly looked healthy and content, its wings beating gently as it adjusted its pos

What thoughts are going through your pretty little mind? Lifting her head, she cracked her neck and unfurled her wings from the skin between her shoulder blades. The thin blue fabric of her dress moved as they reached out from beneath it. Her shoulder blade jutted with a slight scraping sound. The brown flesh-covered wing emerged. Unfolding like an accordion. Flexing her shoulder blades caused the ten-foot span to straighten, whispering over the furniture before relaxing. Utterly silent he took a step back and ducked to evade one flexing wing.

There was children's laughter, the sound of propellers winding down, and the soft rustling of petals falling to the ground. The recording was still playing, and Zachary's hands started shaking.

She waves a hand across a patch of reeds which edges the shore where the stream meets the lake. Her teacher descends the slope carefully, using his stick as support while he guides himself along a six-inch wide sheep-trotted path between slippery grassy hummocks. Drawing closer, he can see the elaborate zigzag manoeuvres of dragonflies over the water. In brilliant shades of electric blue and iridescent green, their scintillating wings compete with the sparkle of the water for beauty and attention.

They wanted to come, but they didn't have the nerve, so they just hovered around the edges watching. After the ceremony, Mom suddenly dragged Leo aside and shoved an envelope into his hands. Her eyes were red when she mumbled, "Here's some money for after the wedding. Take care of Wanda from now on." Leo had no clue what was going on. I'd always told him I was an orphan, after all. "Who's this?" he asked. "No idea. Probably some random old lady who got lost," I answered flatly. Then, I shoved the envelope back into Mom's hands and walked off with Leo.

𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔 Aᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's Nᴏᴛᴇ For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear; for the wing of pain there is healing; for the wing of hurt there is forgiveness; for the wing of pride there is humility; for the wing of giving there is taking; for the wing of tears there is joy; for the wing of rejection there is acceptance; for the wing of judgment there is grace; for the wing of honor there is shame; for the wing of letting go there is the wing of keeping.

"Okay but, this isn't fair. You need to look on the bright side too, what about times that you want to live your life to the fullest?" I scoffed. "You are ridiculous". "Every time you feel like you want to live, promise me you'll put up a flower" Aarish said. "Oh shut up, I am not like you Mr square shooter, and I am not planning to change who I am and why would I?" "It’s only fair, you shouldn't be so dark, Li" He continued” and a butterfly with a flower is not lonely" he stopped. "And you didn't kill your brother" He said barely audible.