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Wings of Steel - Chapter 4: Eves new homeChapter four: Eve's new home
Flying silently above the Forest Kingdom of Tyto, Eve could feel the frosty wind curling around the tips of her flight feathers as she glided effortlessly through the midnight sky; inhaling the fresh air she breathed it out slowly creating soft smoke that faded into the frigid air. The air was bitterly cold yet energizing, she felt free as any fully fledged owl. Feeling calm her gaze leisurely moved smoothly across the immense canopy of fir trees, they seemed endless to her as they faded off into the mist. She never realised how remarkable it felt to be able to soar through the sky. Mist rose up from the darkness blurring out the waning gibbous moon and stars. Looking across her wing she saw no down. Her flight almost seemed to move in an automatic fashion as she didn't have to think about it.
"I- I Am flying!" exclaimed Eve excited as she peered down into the darkness below, looking at the vegetation through the canopy of trees. With her acute heari
Wings of Steel - Chapter 3: The callingChapter three: The calling
"Something is brewing out there, I can feel it in my gizzard," thought Ignite to himself, shifting his gaze to Jax sitting ghostlike in the darkness with all his white feathers. This oddly reminded Ignite of the two barns owls that killed Avia who were also very light in colour.
Recapping through his memory Ignite began to wonder about the origins of the owls he watched last day, remembering them both in detail he recalled them addressing each other as Commander Arxcis and Lieutenant Tytoden. Remembering vividly how Arxcis killed Avia brought chills into his feathers from head to tail.
Cocking his head to the side, Ignite threw a wing towards Jax in a lazy manner. "Eh, is it possible those owls could have been, well, I hate to say it. Do you think those owls were Pure Ones? Since I remember them calling each other by their ranks," questioned Ignite shuddering from the sheer thought of those owls as he tucked his great wing back against feathery side.
Wings of Steel - Chapter 2: From the mistBefore the waning gibbous moon began to creep over the horizon silhouetted with coniferous trees the warm light lingered in the early morning sky creating a soft blue glow rising from the obscure forest, pushing the stars back towards the centre of the sky. As the creatures of the day went to sleep the owls awoke into the eerie darkness that surrounded them.
A serene atmosphere could be felt inside the silent hollow. Eve, partly awake, disturbed and unsettled could hear the heart beats and steady breathing of her family. She could tell each heart beat apart, Eve sighed with grief as she slowly counted the heart beats over again, she could feel the grief creep in into her hollow bones as a fresh memory that seemed distant yet it had only happened a few hours ago looped in her mind. She had thought that what happened last night was just a dream. Memories of being perched outside the hollow, on the splintered branch in the warm daylight breeze, Avia learning how to fly while Mum and Da wh
Wings of Steel - Chapter 1 - Inception of dawnIn the beginning, during a cold mid-spring in the southern-most region of the Forest Kingdom of Tyto, a full moon shone over the silent, majestic coniferous forest. The light from the full moon lit the vast canopy of fir trees creating angled pillars of light that cut through the dank fog and flooded the dense undergrowth. Various small insects could be heard buzzing in the darkness, dancing freely amongst the dew covered ferns, the edges of their hairy emerald green leaves glowing like the silver lining of a cloud. The forest was a seemingly endless sea of thin, reedy branchless tree trunks that faded into the gloomy, off grey fog. Stars of all varieties covered the deep, cloudless sky above, sparkling like a million tiny pin holes punctured into a black velvet sheet.
Above the luscious canopy that swayed calmly in the fresh breeze, two barn owls silently glided through the cool midnight air, their black polished eyes carefully scanning the forest scape below, piercing the unknown wit
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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