Amalia
"We're supposed to be talking about flying, not my life." For all the dry irritation in her tone, she meets his pale stare with warm amusement, her own almond eyes glittering in the morning light.
Turning back to the horizon, the Shield lets her eyes fall shut as the wind whips through her feathers and hair. It makes sense what he's saying, to think of the wings as part of her, and yet they still feel so foreign. Just like everything else that's happened, all the changes that have occurred to her.
It's right, but it still takes adjustment.
"Right. One movement." Inhaling deeply, Amalia retracts the wings back towards her body; exhaling she lets them extend with her breath, splaying out like the air from her lungs-
-And directly into the Lullaby.
"Oops."
Turning back to the horizon, the Shield lets her eyes fall shut as the wind whips through her feathers and hair. It makes sense what he's saying, to think of the wings as part of her, and yet they still feel so foreign. Just like everything else that's happened, all the changes that have occurred to her.
It's right, but it still takes adjustment.
"Right. One movement." Inhaling deeply, Amalia retracts the wings back towards her body; exhaling she lets them extend with her breath, splaying out like the air from her lungs-
-And directly into the Lullaby.
"Oops."
she was so delicate
yet bursting with energy
kind of like a shattered star
