The Hero's Wings of Hope

Wings spread, claws unsheathed, fire blazing.
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The paleness of her skin was strange, like the moon had infested a person. Her hair reminded them of the stars in the night sky. Her eyes burned into their skin as she stared at them, but while the eyes burned into them they could see a whole different person.
Pain inscribed into her soul, anger flowing throughout the pain. Her eyes made them want to scratch their eyes out.
Her jaw clenched tightly before she spoke a strange language. Her voice was rough and harsh, making them wonder what it actually sounded like. They became angered, she knew something they didn't as she started chuckling.