Novel & Cerita What Is Light As A Feather Stiff As A Board

Ivy narrowed her eyes slightly and went back to the work that lay in front of her. Her life had already moved far ahead, much like a feather being carried in the wind.

But when one stared at it, one would feel that the light was so soft. In the soft and strong light, there were dozens of sharp lights flashing. Upon closer inspection, people found that there were clearly forty-eight rays of light. Those were 24 pairs of Golden Wings, the legendary Wings of the Feather God. Just as everyone was excited about the appearance of the Golden Wings. In the crowd, Ding Hao looked a little worried. Whoosh! Just as the 24 pairs of wings were about to appear. Surrounded by the bright and soft golden light, there were 48 beams of sharp and colorful light.

It streamed through the air like living water, like moonlight given form. The light wrapped around Justin and Mateo, catching them mid-fall. Their descent slowed. Stopped. They hung suspended in the air, maybe fifty feet from the ground, wrapped in silver light. I could feel them. Could feel their weight. Their fear. Their hearts pounding. Slowly, so slowly, I lowered my hands. The silver light responded, carrying them down gently. Carefully. Like invisible hands cradling them. They touched the ground. The light faded. They were safe.

Not vampire speed. Not coyote speed. Light speed. The world blurred. I was beside Remy before he hit the ground. Caught him. Lowered him gently. His fur was warm under my fingers, chest rising fast. The king turned. Stone eyes tracked me—impossible. I smiled. “Let’s try that again.” I flung the light blades. They sliced through stone chains like butter. Links exploded into dust. The king roared. Reservoir water boiled. Seras joined—maple fire weaving with my Light, creating solar flares that lit the mist gold.

As if I am as light as feather. Shing… How funny. I heard a sound of chimes as the little light have its way dancing in the direction in front of me. I walk following that little light. “Wait” Calling it… as if it would understand me. Bam “Ouch… my head…” Due to darkness, I didn’t notice a large portrait in front f me. It was so big that the figures painted on it was as large as the original owner of that portrait. “Mom….Dad… “

They were laying it on thick, lavishing every compliment imaginable on Harold. Selena let out a mocking laugh. "Jealous of Anita, that no-good omega? Please, Moonshadow Stones are a dime a dozen. My mate? He's out there in the forest, braving the Silver wolves' lair to fetch me not one, but ten of those beauties." The other two gasped in awe. "Ten stones! Holy smokes, a regular werewolf would be dead a hundred times over for that. Selena, your guy's a beast, makes Alpha Harold look like a pup!"

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.

Just before my wedding began, Mom suddenly clutched her chest and collapsed. I abandoned everything and rushed her to the emergency department myself. But the moment we arrived, a message appeared in the family group chat. "I've got Rachel tricked into going to the hospital. The ceremony can begin." Dad replied immediately, "Don't worry. I'm already walking Serena down the aisle." My brother, Andrew, added, "Serena waited ten years. Today she can finally marry Isaac openly." All three messages were deleted almost at once. Then my best friend, Phoebe Langdon, accidentally posted a video from the ceremony into the group. In the video, my younger sister Serena Calloway was wearing the w

*Whoosh* The Lightning Emperor moved quickly. Unlike Sameed’s barbaric movements that contained too much power, the Lightning Emperor moved like a swallow. Like a leaf in the wind he moved gracefully, appearing beside the Cruel Emperor in next to no time with his foot raised high. He twisted his hips and tilted himself before swinging that left foot towards the Cruel Emperor, intending to break the latter’s ribs!

It could be, ‘cause you never know with these people. “Obviously, it’s a feather.” Zitumi muttered. “I know.. I know it’s a feather. But what is it for? You’re about to fight me, not tickle me.” I said, growing impatient. A simple feather suddenly scared me. “Just an accessory.” Zitumi said with a gentle smile. “An accessory for battle.” “A feather. A battle accessory?” I uttered. I found it funny. “You’re going to use a feather to fight me?” I asked her, amused.