The wild autumn wind

Tommy had always been a free spirit. A wandering soul. He'd been dropped at an orphanage when he was a month or two old, and had run away from that same orphanage when he was Six years old. His friend the wind at his side,cheering him on. You see friends Tommy was not a normal boy, he had wings on his back and could speak to the wind in her own language. He was different and no one but the wind seemed to like his different. So the boy ran away with his friend the wind,and has for the past 8 years lived freely. His golden wings taking him to distant lands. Then Tommy met Phil. And his world changed.

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This fic was inspired by both the rise of the guardians and brain going brrrrr at 8 pm and giving me ideas. I have so many WIPs but my brain won't stop making more-