Sci fi/Fantasy image byBrenda Lyons
The sound of soft weeping drew Alahhaois into the willow grove. He brushed aside long leaf tendrils which waved and whispered in the breeze as he followed the sound. At last he came upon the form of his sister, curled up beside an old trunk. Her face was buried in her tiny hands as she sobbed, tiny wings limp behind her.
'Azalea, what's wrong, little one?'
The tiny girl looked up, pudgy face pink from crying and shining from tears. Sniffling, she wiped her eyes with her palms and looked at Alahhaois with bright, blue eyes.
'M-mom and dad won't teach me to fly. I a-asked them yesterday and they said they might today...b-but--' She choked back a sob. '---then today, they told me to go away.'
The gold eyes of her older brother softened. Kneeling down, he smiled and held out his hand.
'Don't worry, Azalea. I'll teach you. How does the oak forest sound?'
She sniffled momentarily, before brightening with a smile. 'Yes! Just promise you won't let me fall, okay?' She took his hand.
'Never, little sis. I'd never let you fall.'
Alahhaois with his little sister, Azalea. The story seems so sweet and benign, doesn't it?
Alahhaois and Azalea are © me
~Done in Copic marker~
Published More than a year ago
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