Flying

2105 Words

Finley Cai Aies Hall: March 30th, 20XX I wasn’t sure what I’d thought the weather would be like in another world, but it seemed like too nice of a day to fall to my death. It was still late winter/early spring in the human world, so it threw me off to feel the hot warmth of the sky hit my skin and burn at my eyes. I’d spent most of my time inside, or in an indoor courtyard, so I hadn’t noticed it before now, but the sky was pink. Well, in the two hours I’d been outside, it had flipped from green to bright gold, to an angry scarlet and had now settled on a soft pink. There was a sun, but it was much brighter and harsher than the one in the human world. Its light refracted against the gold sparkles in the air, making it slightly harder to see than normal. “Your highness, stalling will no

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD