These Wings Could Fly Novels & Stories

Since they came out from the descending point, it would mean that this was not their first time here. David stepped forward to pass them by. While he was doing that, he took a closer look and confirmed that their wings were indeed growing directly from their backs. After the other party disappeared, David stopped a passerby and asked for information about these people. They were Vingeans, a smaller branch of human beings living on a planet called Planet Vinge in Leila. The Vingeans were born with two wings. As they grew, their wings would also grow feathers. Once they had all of their feathers, they would be able to fly.

My eyelids felt heavy and now I felt the darkness in my eyes too. This time I am hearing different voices around me but I am unable to recognize them. I am not standing in the darkness but I am feeling the darkness and it felt like I am laying on a bed. I tried to open my eyes but it felt like a big task opening them. Like in my dream, I hope it is a dream not real, my bold felt heavy. I am unable to move my body.

I said, starting to cry. “Don’t cry dear, now do the same, picture them coming back,” he told me. I took a deep breath and nodded, giggling when he wiped the tears off my cheeks. Closing my eyes, I imagined the feathers of my wings slowly coming back. I could feel when they returned and opened my eyes with a squeal of delight. My wings were big and very strong. The tips touched my heels and when I stretched them out they were almost 5 meters across. I brought one of my wings around in front of me so I could stroke the plush feathers. The feathers were white but faded to black at the edges. They looked like they were burned.

“This, little mate, is what we call a private jet. It’s a flying machine that allows us to travel long distances much faster than any other means.” I looked at him in awe, struggling to comprehend the concept of a machine that could fly. “It... it flies? Like a bird?” Rune chuckles softly, taking my hand in his. “In a way, yes. It’s a marvel of human ingenuity, allowing us to soar through the sky like the birds you’re familiar with.” Flying?! How is that possible? But as I look at it again, it does appear to have wings. “How does it work? How does it fly? How can something so heavy stay in the air? Is it magic?” I say, then I gasp as I point to the wing-like things. “Do they—”

Perhaps the branch had already been burnt to ashes when fire burst from within him. Edmund's body floated down at high speed within the misty clouds. He felt his back itch and prickle. Something was protruding and pushing his skin outwards. Then with a single flick, a pair of red scaly wings clad in majestic, fiery light spread out gracefully. Edmund flew by using the wings that had just grown on his back. Edmund's new wings took him high up through the clouds. He could see the sun from a distance. Then, with a swooping motion, Edmund dived back into the clouds, and he flew through the clouds to land.

She was using the weapon, not hiding behind it. Under the loud clanks and sparks of two swords, the wings behind her back started to tingle. They fluttered, begging to set free as the shackles of past kept them tied for so long. They feared if they have forgotten to fly. The feathers of hope craved to feel the caresses of heavenly air.

They could fly in the sun, be free to swim in the lakes and not have to hide in caves. He wanted to let out a mighty roar to prove his power, but with the hunters so close he knew that would only be his destruction. Instead, he opened his wings and took to the sky, to feel the winds only the birds felt. The freedom of being able to go where ever you wanted. It was like the moment you got your N after your driving test. The freedom of driving on your own. The freedom to go where ever when ever. Well that was how he felt in the sky. His wings lifted his powerful body through the air. He was as long and as large as the largest passenger plane. His wing span stretched further then two of them

After sitting for about six hours, all of a sudden, the sound of something breaking through the air came from a distance. Everyone opened their eyes in unison. Suddenly, he saw a pair of huge wings spread out on the sea of clouds in the distance, flying in this direction at a high speed. This pair of wings was similar to flying wings, but they were completely made of some type of metal, full of a powerful feeling of power. What was even more exaggerated was that when the wings spread out, they were probably hundreds of feet long. At this time, they flew on the sea of clouds, casting a soul-stirring shadow.

Ilyana timidly touched the brunette's palms, and he, deftly picking her up, led her along. Once outside, William stopped. Black wings opened with a quiet rustle. The young man threw back his head and spread his arms to the sides. He made a powerful flap of his wings. A gust of wind blew through Ilyana's hair and clothes. A jerk - and the young man easily took off from the ground, soaring into the dark sky strewn with stars. His wings shone, shimmering in all shades of blue and purple.

It was there in the bathing pools where Michael taught me how to raise my wings off the floor, so they didn't drag. I learned how to open and close the wings and how to prepare for take-off. He gave me the basic knowledge of how to work my wings. All I had to do was apply it in real life. When he felt confident that I could keep my wings raised off the ground without tiring. Michael stood in front of me and placed his hands on my waist. We took off into the air. “Spread your wings, I’m going to let go.” I did as he instructed, he let go, and I dived down towards the ground. I struggled to use the new muscles in my back attached to my wings and forced the primary and secondary into the correc