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Angels
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Science Fiction
Falling. I'm so tired of falling. If only I could fly. Maybe I can try to figure out how to use the wings that have grown out of my shoulder blades. I honestly don't even know what they're doing there. Anyways, welcome to my world. A lot of falling, wings that have no purpose, and darkness. Lots of darkness. Hope you have as much fun as I do.
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When I woke, I wasn't human anymore. The last thing I remember is the impact-a heavy blow, a flash of light, and then darkness. But when my eyes opened again, everything had changed. My body was no longer my own. My senses were heightened, my movements alien. And I was alone, face down in what seemed like an endless, echoing cave. I can't explain what happened, or why I've been reborn this way. A dragon? How could this be real? With each new discovery, I learn more about the creature I've become-but I also wonder: Was it all an accident? Or is there something more sinister at play? I'm trapped between two worlds-my old life, lost to the shadows, and this new existence, where every step shakes the earth beneath me. But I have no choice. I must learn to survive in this new form. Because I can't shake the feeling... I'm not the only one here.

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