Flying Blind
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The first thing Levi noticed were his eyes. Angry, clearly frightened, most likely in pain, and reflecting the light from in front of him with two twin mirrors of shiny scarlet. The person shifted slightly, moving in a way that took the light away from his reflective irises and revealed the true color behind them, a startling shade of yellow, almost golden, like fresh orange juice. Levi didn't notice the most important thing until a few seconds later, and the shock was almost abrupt enough to make him sick. He wanted to rub his eyes, to make sure he wasn't seeing things, but he was afraid the creature in front of him would disappear if he so much as blinked.
This person had wings.
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