Introduction

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I-... don’t, like.. this…

- Kima’s Pov -

I was at the highest of places. It was beautiful as well as dangerous. They called it the Watcher's Wing.

The beings with wings.., they were.. interesting.. They could be very proper and kind. But they could also be very… well let's just say.., harsh. 

They wore a type of, transparent?, masks. The mask had a weird symbol on it, and they were white with the symbol being purple. 

The beings dressed in a dress like cloak, white and gold with purple shimmers every now and then.

Their wings were big and a beautiful white. They looked like angels.. With a demon core.. 

[You looked like an angel.., with a demon core] Quoted by scar.

The castle was huge and tall, like a medieval skyscraper.. It was a deep purple with a black base and white tops. It had a very fancy inside with loads of mysterious books and alters. 

They let me explore and get to know the place whenever they weren't deciding what to do with me or trying to get information from me.

 It was quite nice.. when I cooperated with them, of course.

There were many purple and white colored objects and flowers around. There were also these weird particles that would float around, usually floating around me, almost following me.

The flowers were mostly a mix of purple and gold or purple and white. Objects usually being a spruce like color with purple highlights or of the sorts.

Many of the winged beings went around either walking on 'foot' or flying to their destinations. 

I think I fit very well into my surroundings since I had wings as well, though instead of a beautiful white they were a Dark Gray like color with black shimmers in them.

I also had small winged ears, which were fairly sensitive to noise.

My hair was a dark brown mixed with reddish brown highlights, usually placed in a bun. And my eyes were hazel with a golden tint ; usually appearing in bright light.

I wore a black sweater, and faded blue jeans. I carried a long strapped bag on my shoulder. My belt also had two tiny bags. I also wore a necklace and a bracelet. 

My necklace had two feathers surrounding a blue and orange amethyst. My bracelet had a leaf, followed by another feather, also followed by a star charm. The hair tie to hold up my hair also had a small and big feather connected to it.

The amount of feathers I had on was a little.. erm.. weird? But it made sense whose feathers they were ; they were my best friend's feathers from his wing. I wore them just in case we were ever separated, to which he can trace his feathers' location.

In my bag, I carried a couple o' things. I had a notepad, a pencil, a pen, a jar of herbs, some bandages, a needle, and some fabric, as well as a book. 

This book was what led the beings to question me. It was a book designed for them. A Watcher's Guide.. 

Yes, the beings were what people would call, Watchers. Beings stronger than a God. They would destroy whole severs, after manipulating everyone and basically torturing them.

I've had the book since I was little. My parents gave it to me as soon as I was born. Once I was able to read, they told me to read it. And with some help I did. I didn't exactly get it, and asked many questions but they just said I would find out eventually. 

Of course I still didn't get it. But things were starting to make sense. Kind of..

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