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12-25-2013, 05:20 PM
After all that had happened in the Threshold, Windwalker needed a break to gather his fleeing thoughts and there was only one place that offered him the calm and silence he craved. The deep blue sea threw waves at his broad chest and soaked his body and brought with it a coldness that chilled him to the bone. Instead of moving up to the shore, he closed his eyes and streched his wings to the maximum. His mind was only focused on the tired, cold muscles which screamed for a rest. He would not give up and return to the shore until the wings could not take more. No. He would stand here until they hang at his sides, cold, wet and shaking.
This was how he trained to be master of the sky. The day would come when his wings could carry his weight without failing him and the bones was strong enough not to give in. He could feel how the energy vanished from his body and with a splash that sent water up in his face, one black wing fell down. He gave a short snort and turned towards land. Stupid body. He was still weak, even after all the training he had done.
Windwalker found soon dry, solid land and gave his body a good shake to get off the water that still clung to him. To get the rest off, he began to walk along the shore before he went into a canter. He liked this place and the freedom it provided. Yes. He would come here again, to train more. This was his little piece of heaven.
This was how he trained to be master of the sky. The day would come when his wings could carry his weight without failing him and the bones was strong enough not to give in. He could feel how the energy vanished from his body and with a splash that sent water up in his face, one black wing fell down. He gave a short snort and turned towards land. Stupid body. He was still weak, even after all the training he had done.
Windwalker found soon dry, solid land and gave his body a good shake to get off the water that still clung to him. To get the rest off, he began to walk along the shore before he went into a canter. He liked this place and the freedom it provided. Yes. He would come here again, to train more. This was his little piece of heaven.
