A trick in the sky

Wylan sighed softly, his wings sagging as he looked up at the sky, as if that could distract him. “I don’t want to start crying again.” He muttered, but then continued on regardless.

“I don’t know if you heard, but there was a flood in the pack. A great big one that washed through the Col. Me and some of my siblings got caught up in it and almost drowned. It affected some more than others. One of my sisters especially struggled afterwards. My mum decided taking her away from the Col - from the Armada - for a little while would help her. So my mum, one of my sisters, and one of my brothers went away recently.” He explained, closing his eyes. He wasn’t going to cry again. He wasn’t. He didn’t but it was a near thing.


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