A Pixie...
We decide to walk home and Damien walks striding at my side confidently. I feel my heart race and I know I'm nervous. Heath open the door and we step inside. I drop my bag next to the door and head right for the living room. I drop on the sofa and Damien sits down opposite.
"So what's the reason?" he asks. "What won't I believe?"
I look at Heath and he sighs. We bothe summon are wings and Damien falls back.
"What the hell?" he says jumping up.
"We're Pixie's and so are you" I says waving my hand as I talk. It's sort of a habit.
"If I had wings sprotting from my back I think I would notice by now" he says pulling the chair back up. Heath sits next to me and relaxes.
"Not really your wings only show once you learn how to summon them" Heath explains. I watch Damien gulp down his fear and sigh.
"Told you, you wouldn't believe me" I mutter.
"No, I believe you it's just...... you have wings" he says shocked.
"Yeah, I've noticed" I say standing. "Stand and turn" He does what I say and I pass a finger down his back.
"What are you...." His wings explode and I fall back a bit. His hair grows dark and his eyes silver. "Oh my god" he whispers





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