Re: What Are You?!
Coeles holds up his shining sword, his wing raising with pride. He stands up out of his seat, sheathing his sword once more. Perfection is a virtue. Coeles walks out of the hut, closing the door behind him. Happy to see the guards have not found him quite yet, he opens his wings and flies upwards, feeling the breeze in his hair...and his wings. Freedom...is nice as well. Coeles flies up as far as his wings took him. Then allows his wings to open wide, resting. He soars downwards, laughing. My favorite part...watching my kingdom below...up as high as I could, and soar peacefully below...
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