Airie
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LGBTQIA+
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Coming Out and Self-Acceptance
Fantasy
Since childhood, Dusan heard stories about airies - the magical creatures who could bend the rules of nature to their will. Despite looking like humans, they were enemies, abominations to be hunted and destroyed. Dusan knew those weren't just fairy tales, for he had met an airie before, and had barely survived the encounter. It had left him with more questions than answers, so when his assailant crossed his path years later, he just had to figure it out - was that airie really that bad? Was the attraction and curiosity that he evoked in Dusan just a result of some magic spell, or something else entirely? Could an airie and a human possibly get along? And, in the world of humans, could a magical creature survive without his powers? -------------------------------------------------- Dear Reader, I hope you'll enjoy this story! Let me know what you think! If you notice any errors or typos, please let me know in the comments section and I'll gladly fix them!
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[BOOK 1] Not Edited - For the edited version see my bio Aquilam and Ignis, two clans fighting each other for more than a thousand years now. A place where everyone had a pair of wings. We were all hybrids, but with two different kinds of wings. You could have either have bird wings or the one of a dragon. For me, my wings were everything. They were my life, my freedom, and my pride. But after my father's betrayed the King, all our family was also treated as traitors. Our punishment? HELL Every day, as soon as I woke up in the morning until I went to sleep at night, the shadow of my father betrayal always haunted me. He made our lives pitiful. One day, I had enough, so I ran. I ran hating my dad for what he did to us, to ME. A hybrid like me had no chance of surviving in the wild. Not after THAT. This was now my life, trying to survive and resist this incredible and exquisite smell so close yet so far.

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