Growing Wings

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"Daadaaaaa!" Said a little kid. The kid was holding a handmade notebook and pencil. His hair was gold and fluffy,his eyes were beautiful sky blue eyes, his clothes also looked handmade. A long white shirt with stitches everywhere, and some beige trousers that were a little bit to long, he was covered in dirt and leaves.
"Yes Tommy" said a grown man with clear blue eyes, light blonde hair, gold earrings and a green robe. He was folding clothes until the child, Tommy, came over. Then, he started to get all the dirt and leaves off of Tommy.
The room they were in had a singular bed, well... it had a round nest in the center, the man was on it, by his side there was bunch of folded clothes, the wood walls were decorated with carvings, in the same style of kids drawings on the walls. There were also lots of carved animals hanging from the ceiling. A supper cozy place to live in.
"In school, miss Pani tod us why we here" Tommy said with a confused tone.
"And?"Asked the man responding to the kid.
"It differnt" Said Tommy while getting on the nest with difficulty "You say othet" once he got on the bed he sat between the man legs "why?"
"Why?" The man said and then giggled "Well..." Tommy moved exited causing a smile on the man face "People have different beliefs, even when they live in the same place" Tommy's eyes lightened up with amazement "Me an your teacher have different beliefs because our ancestors saw the same events differently" Tommy made a confused face "you'll understand when you get older"
"I cagnt waid!!" Said tommy with enthusiasm. The man laughed.
"I'm sure you will" Said the man in a happy tone and a little bit of sarcasm.
"Where did i left? Oh!, yeah" the man hugged the kid "Our ancestors said" Tommy listened carefully "That the goddess of death created us, the avians. But she selected very few to know the true, us the angels of death are descendants of those few, the last ones actually. The goddess created us as a way to show humanity that she can be benevolent, but mankind saw this as a treat, saw us as a threat and started to attack us, as well to all the other creations of death, so death felt sad, looking at how many of us joined the afterlife. So she decided to take us to a safe place, a place where we could die by her hand and not human"
"Iland?" Tommy asked, almost like a statement.
"Yes, the island, our island" The mans face was stained with sadness after saying that. "It's our mission to protect our people from mankind, the mermeas at the sea alert us of them, and if they're defeated by them, we must step in"
"I wii bite em"Said Tommy "I wii potec us"
The man looked like if he was holding tears.
"Yeah, i am sure...."

"I'm sure you will" said the man with a soft smile, hiding the sadness. A sadness shared with another...she

DEATH.