Yusei

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I am tossed into a cell, blood running down my back from where my wings used to be. I still can't believe that they are gone. I've been able to fly for as long as I can remember, I...

I drag myself to the small pile of straw in the corner and lay down on it. The pain is unbearable, but the hay is somewhat comfortable.

I dream of home. Of a large tree house, far away, where I was warm and safe.

A place I probably will never see again.
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The door to my cell opened, and a healer came in to treat the wounds where my wings used to be. I don't look at him and he doesn't try to talk to me.

The running alcohol burns, but it is nothing in comparison to the pain of last night.

Alright, I'm sorry. I know I said this chapter would be longer, but next chapter has more plot. I will update this story soon.

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