White Bird Novels & Stories

Aranjo got up from her seat and was very happy to see that the little bird had recovered. The little power of the Emperor certainly exerted a very strong influence. Not many were lucky enough to have the opportunity to receive the magic power of the Emperor. After several flights around Aranjo, the little bird flew to the emperor, as if to say thank you. "Make sure you return the girl's kind favor!" the Emperor said as the little bird flew in front of him. The little bird flew around the Emperor and then flew away leaving them. Griffin, that's what the little bird was called. Eagle bird with lion body which is a spirit animal living in the fog forest.

The butterflies dancing in the garden are the most colorful ones I have ever seen. Not far away came the sound of birds. I looked ahead and saw two white peacocks strolling in an empty meadow. A blue-feathered macaw flew past and soon landed on a branch. An old woman was sitting in a wheelchair under a tree, her hand holding birdseed to lure the macaw. The macaw took one look at the food in her hand. It swooped down with its wings and pecked at some of the food with its beak. Then it flew back to its original position, its beak slowly chewing the food in its mouth.

No one will care, she can only blame her mother's unfortunate fate. Near the crystal frozen river, there's a humongous and tall tree called 'sakura', the only tree that living in this place. Its big and long branches curved and twisted in an enchanting way were covered in a pile of snow. A group of crows flaps their wings and cowed on top of the large branches while watching the two kids busily covered the hole in soil using the shovels.

With wildflowers and a wide lake with calm waters. A crimson bird seemed to fly in the wind. Its wing movements are odd and slow. The animal got lower and lower and eventually fell to the ground as its wings could no longer lift its body in the air. Around the bird, its red feathers fell and scattered on the ground like the petals of a spark. The bird collapsed there for a while. The wind blows gently. And as the day wore on, slowly silvery snow-like powder covered it. Where the bird lay before, now the naked body of a girl is visible.

„Mackenzie," I whispered, trying to catch her attention. Her wings flapped louder, and the rain washed the blood from her feathers, revealing their actual color. As soon as we broke through the storm cover and emerged into the sunlight, Mackenzie stopped us in our tracks, spread her snow-white wings, shimmering in the sun, and finally looked at me with her blue eyes and smiled.

“Arabella, look at this.” I say enthusiastically, as I point out the window to a majestic hawk that is perched on a limb. It is just a few feet from our window and staring at me with eyes of a true predator. The wings are sand colored and the breast a bright white. Surely, it must be a younger one, because the older versions colors is usually much darker. While thinking about how we will have our pups in just a few short months, I find myself smiling in spite of myself. Arabella catches me and asks, “May I ask what you are smiling about over there?”

"I'll be waiting, White. It's time we did catch up." Anna looked at the air above her, sensing, but seeing nothing... Rose's whisper sailed away.

I trailed off, slowly reaching out to pet it, expecting it to fly off as a bird would but it stood still, my fingers grazing its silky feathers, beady eyes still on me. A small grin spread on my face, "it's really you." I paused, drowning in a wave of confusion, "I told you to fly home pretty bird, why would you return?" It only clicked to the side, hopping closer, eyes staring right at me. I chuckled stroking it's feathers. "Why am I talking to a bird?" I grunted, "You are so..." my eyes examined the bird noting it was a bit bigger than the average raven, only now spotting the white diamond-shaped spot on its forehead, "peculiar."

Vladimir said rolling his eyes. His beast was about to reply him when he heard Rose calling Vladimir. "Vlad" Rose's excited voice reached his ear. "Yes love?" Vladimir asked. "See there's a beautiful bird on that tree." Rose said excited, completely amazed by the bird. It was blue in colour with strips of yellow on its back. It was truly beautiful. Though she has lived her whole life in forest she hasn't seen a bird like this till now. Vladimir looked to the direction where she was pointing and saw a plain blue coloured bird with ugly yellow strips on its back.

A gold glow appears in the fog and grows brighter by the second. Andricia soars up past me and I fall on my butt looking up at her. She is glowing, her pure white wings carry her beautifully. White feathers cover the large span of strong wings that carry her effortlessly. She has her golden crown glowing on her forehead with a red ruby in the center. She slowly lowers herself to the ground and her wings disappear, and she stops glowing.