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“Falling from a great height, the wings on his back were nothing but melted wax and scattered feathers. He never should have flown so close, no matter how warm and decadent Cylvan's light had been.” — Kellen Graves
Falling from a great height, the wings on his back were nothing but melted wax and scattered feathers.
He never should have flown so close, no matter how warm and decadent Cylvan's light had been.