Wait, his constellation means Vermilion Bird- Tw, a bit of gore
"Aether? You've been sitting here all day. Is it something bothering you?"-Xiao
"No no, it's that I remembered something. My wings. I used to have wings til the unknown god stripped me and my sister's off. It was so painful, and the scars are still there."-Aether
The blond took off his shirt so the raven can get a better look at the scars. Two marks of slits showed clearing up on Aether's back. Perfect for a set of wings that can soar to new heights.
"When I saw my sister in those red and black cubes, the god did the same to me. With the cubes grinding on my wings, those things tore off each part off little by little. I fell into Tevyat, and blacked out. Then I met Paimon, and yeah."-Aether
Xiao kissed his lover on the cheek and left the room. He brought back bandages and food, setting it down on the table near them.
"Arms up. You know I used to have wings also? Most of the structure got burned or ripped off by my old master because I didn't do his foul tasks."-Xiao
"May I see the rest once you finish?"-Aether
"Of course."-Xiao
Xiao moved his long back collar piece so that Aether could see clearly what he was talking about. Two slit marks, similar to the ones on his back, were on Xiao's back. Except he had a small branch of gold colored wings in each slit. They were still growing back after all those years of hiding.
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"It took me almost 600 years to grow them fully, and I was a bit too stupid to disobey him."-Xiao
"Xiao. I come to realize these are growing pains. These are what we live with for our actions. Hell, we are even too scared to use a wind glider on those tall ledges. I think we had enough suffering in our lives, don't you think?"-Aether
"Aether...don't make me remember those days."-Xiao
Those days where the two were free. To be children or themselves. No harsh training, stuff animals can stay, sleep late. All those little things are now gone. Because of silly dreams.
"Let's go to sleep and forget. Just like old times."-Xiao
