The End (draft)

When no one is there to find solace, running away is the only way left. Where to go. To whom I should seek help. There's none. And to survive in this land I must be one of them.

With the way I am now, no one will accept me. I don't understand this power yet. But for all I know mother's blood running through me is the only guidance I have. With that I start concealing my identity, my power, my wings.

I don't want to go back to that place. I will try to find another way to live here. It is the only thing mother ask from me.

p/s: This is the draft and the Last Chapter of the story.