As i'm flying above the misty forest i hear an ear shattering
noise. I fly like a plane down towards it. my ears feel
uncomfortable with the atrocious sound.
Its a boy playing a flute.
Snatching him up with my wings, I force him to the ground.
That should make him stop…
noise. I fly like a plane down towards it. my ears feel
uncomfortable with the atrocious sound.
Its a boy playing a flute.
Snatching him up with my wings, I force him to the ground.
That should make him stop…
I'm thrilled that the noise stopped...
Excitement fills me as I realise I am flying with one wing.
suddenly the feeling of happiness starts to disappear as I fall
to the ground. Is this going to hurt?
Thoughts start streaming through my brain.
Will anyone miss me if I die? Does it even matter?
suddenly the feeling of happiness starts to disappear as I fall
to the ground. Is this going to hurt?
Thoughts start streaming through my brain.
Will anyone miss me if I die? Does it even matter?
THUMP.
Hi Nikalai. You have indeed worked hard to create this piece of writing. There is a definite sense of anger and annoyance you create in your first paragraph. I love that you used punctuation ... to make the reader pause and give your writing a sense of time. Tumeke!
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