Zaph sets off the down the long staircase of her castle with her loose dress flowing like waves of black behind her. She smiles at the thought of her long, slender dagger slitting the throat of an unfortunate demon. Zaph's heeled boots click on the cobbled courtyard as she walks, the sound echoing through the mountains.
She gets to the edge of the cliff in front of her castle and stands there for a moment. She grins widely and jumps, the air running through her long, curly hair like water cascading down a stream. The feeling is so intense, she thinks she might just stay there, falling. But no. She has a job to do. Zaph shakes her head, removing her ridiculous thoughts.
She relaxes her upper body as a huge pair of black, majestic wings sprout from her back. She soars through the sky; the cold, winter air filling her small nose. Zaph decides to try a new trick she'd been practicing. Zaph, no. you don't have time for games a voice in her mind tells her. However, she takes no perception of the statement.
Zaph dives down to the lake below her; the bitter mist splashing her face like ice. She flips over, the backside of her body now facing the surface of the lake. Her back stiffens at the temperature of the water.
Relax she thinks. Zaph closes her eyes. No, not that much- She feels her whole body get submerged by cold water. She opens her eyes and almost gasps, her lungs searching for air. She looks around. Zaph doesn't expect the lake to be as deep as it was. She swims up towards air, her head breaking the surface and takes a deep breath
"Shit," she says.
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Wings and Horns
Fantasyhey y'all. this story is going to be some enemies to lovers crap lmao. there's also going to be some supernatural stuff happening like demons and angels and vamps and such. this is my first story so don't throw hands at me lol. the title right now i...