With These Broken Wings: Chapter 19
"and that will make aratha open her wings to you?" alaine snapped out, pushing to all fours with a low snarl. "that you starve and die, while i free the rest who are captured?! truly you are noble!" "aratha's wings are shut to us."
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 10
He could no more challenge the stranger than he could beat his wings into the sky and fly. he forced himself to retract his wings and stepped back towards his lair. "ho! ho alaine!"
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 9
wing after wing, overlapping forms that circled the air high above her and the shouts of dragon and elves alike echoed down to her. "satyr! capture her!"
Wings of Freedom: Chapter 3
To some this might have felt a prison, but to those with wings it was hardly felt. the wings of freedom gryphons were snoozing in their car, with the only human among them still awake.
Wings of Freedom: Chapter 2
The wings of freedom had a round of good jobs and ribbing of wings, even a round of happy squawking. they added for good measure nudges with the wings, playful tackles and even trying to drag bathor into the whole affair.
Jake's Escape
"what are you-" he'd yelp as the goo sprang up launching them into the air an forcibly flapping those wings. "did we just get free?"
With These Broken Wings: Waters of Ice
#23 of broken wings a continuation of wings that i have been working on in my spare time, it looks like the original three chapters is going to get far extended... unexpectedly so. funded by sekkite wind and waves.
Wings of the Raven
I long for the wings of the raven.
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 15
He rumbled and pulled one of his wings out as far as it would go, flexing it experimentally. "and with two good wings."
U.C.O.D. Scorn of The Lost: Chapter 6 (for real)
Eveser and Darrow flew alongside Kane who carried the unconscious (and restrained) Behaku general on his back. They were flying back to the Omaki fortress in order to assess the current situation involving the...
Saved by Angels
The battlefield was a solemn place. Long since have died; the sound of guns firing and shockwaves from explosions, along with the countless soldiers who fought there. Only the sound of heavy rain could be heard, and the growl of distant thunder as the...
Poem #49: Wings
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