Novel & Cerita Unfurled Wings

A shriek came out of her mouth which made Anna look behind to find Aura falling down. "Aura!" Anna panicked and screamed taking her name and jumped off without thinking of the consequence. Suddenly she felt a burning sensation on her back and soon two jet-black wings came out of her back. Each feather has the top part jet black with the hairs or fibers sticking out of the sides, while the end of the edge itself is blood red. Flipping the wings in the air she flies down and catches Aura before she falls into the river of fire.

I flew. I didn't care about the "Vulture-Drones" or the Council’s "Orbital-Snipers." I unfurled my wings, which were no longer just violet-lead; they were veined with a terrifying, liquid gold that left a trail of shimmering fire in the smog. I ripped through the air, the G-force pulling at my skin, my vision locked onto the refinery docks. Every second I was in the air, I was screaming internally—not a scream of grief, but a scream of Refusal.

But she can’t give up now. She kept walking for too long with heavy steps and then she tried spreading out her wings. For a moment, she was thankful that her wings came out. Speckles of golden glitters from her wings were dancing along the gravity like waves of motion. Now the zigzag path ignites with the flames of her wings either horizontally, vertically, or in waves. Because of it, the unknown path slowly revealed the right way, but still so far to reach. She didn’t know how many hours or days she had been walking and with every agonizing step, her body was trembling and her legs were numb with pain. She could only grind her teeth while trying to accept the excruciating pain.

It was such a good opportunity, so why was he not supporting her now? Tyr stood up and went to the window to watch the birds soaring in the sky. “For an eagle to spread its wings and soar freely, its wings need to be strong enough. Winifred, I believe in you! This time, even without my help, you’ll be able to stun the world!”

He growls before commanding me to fly now unless I want to be condemned to the depths of Tartarus and made into a soulless creature. I tighten my arms against Luka as I flap my giant wings, rising us up above the soulless. The smog spreads quickly, trying to entangle us in it, but my wings send a powerful gust of wind as I take off into the air, sweeping the smog away from us.

A soldier suddenly sprouted two wings on his body, he was flying in the sky, so he dodged. The test ended, only a few people remained. Bella Risa looked at the young man who was probably in his twenties, his handsome face retracting his wings. With a little praise, she couldn't help but blurt out: "He's both handsome and very good." Raph Conrad glanced at the woman, eyes glazed over at the other man. For some reason, there was some discomfort in his heart, and his tone was more harsh: "A group of ten people, but only a few people passed. Everyone, what kind of practice is this?”

“Your wings remind me of someone. But one thing I can say, you both looked divine!” When he mentioned the word wings, I felt the urge to spread mine open. I wanted to see them, too, to be honest. The only problem was being clueless of how to do it. But the feeling of wanting to spread them open seemed to have registered to my brain; like when my hands wanted to do anything usual and casual, such as reaching my head to scratch it, or comb my hair with my fingers, and doing them without even giving it so much of a thought, my wings spread open and showed a magnificent metallic gold feathers. Astonishment, amazement, pride, excitement, and more emotions I could not even begin to describe filled

It’s an honor to be trusted with such a noble duty as this. It’s a bit heady as if I’m in a trance, and pride booms out my chest when I meet its gratified orbs. It exhilarates me to see we share a mutual understanding, and I retract my hand, permitting it to rise while swaying its head languidly. Huge black wings unfurl and the Chimera takes to the sky with a heavy blast of wind. I smirk, “Let’s go”. ~

I’d half expected that my hand would sift straight through it. I flexed my shoulders, tensing the blades which I discovered, made the wings splay out and flex, to pointed tips. I moved my arms in, bringing my elbows together. Which made the wings wrap protectively around me. Instantly creating a cocoon of warmth. A blanket far warmer than any I’d ever climbed under. They’re unreal. Yet they were entirely so. Giving one a light tug revealed it was certainly attached to me. And that didn’t feel good. I gaped at them. Wondering how they could possibly have just sprouted from my back.