Wings & Dreams

Hello, Girls

The man sat in his own house. Well, you could say this is a narrow room that does not deserve to be said as a house. In addition to having a creepy and dark atmosphere, this room is like a special prisoner.

He sighed, occasionally patting his own hands on his thighs. He tried to forget everything that had just happened. Maybe the girl was still not used to him, or it could be because the view of the contents of his house that further strengthens the impression that he is a criminal.

"Huh," he ruffled his own hair out of frustration. Perhaps 'villain' was a suitable word to describe him. He was cruel, and never thought twice every time he killed someone.

Villains. Assassin. Detainees. All these words are a part of him, which will never be separated. This house is one proof, proof that he was tortured and detained here.

The man looked back at the window. Actually, this time he installed a window to see the outside world. It is ironic that a Fae Light does not like sunlight. To him, the light of the world was his greatest fear, as it could obliterate the darkness within him at any moment.

His mind was again disturbed. The girl came back to haunt him. It was strange not to see her small body lying weakly on top of her own bed. He had just first invited someone into this house, a human being as well.

Why would he want to release that man? The girl still owes me a lot of explanations.

Why did he meet her again three days ago is still a question. No. gabe. They had accidentally met again. It felt like Chrys was being guided and directed by an invisible energy.

But now, he had already taken it off right? He will never see that girl named Clara again. He has no business with her any more. At the beginning of their meeting, Chrys was mistaken for thinking the girl was the killer of Fae. But after Zeyn's appearance, it is increasingly believed that Clara is not the killer.

No, thought. That wasn't my first meeting with Clara.

Chrys glanced under his bed, then he was already fumbling the floor. When the tip of his finger touched something hard, then he stopped and immediately pulled out the object.

A thick book titled Prince and Princess Fae.

"Hehe," Chrys laughed amusedly as he began reading the first paragraph. For years he kept this book, and during that time he was made entertained by the contents of this fairy tale. About how a pair of Fae live happily after the Prince declares his love in the middle of the forest in the spring.

Yes, thanks to this book, he survived in this terrible place. Even though he was no longer a prisoner, those days were still repeated in his mind.

"Capture her! Now!" There was the sound of the guards screaming from behind. However, Chrys was still focused on paying attention to the road. It stretched out its wings, and finally had to use it. The reason is simple, so that he can go faster.

I can't be caught, he thought to himself. He lost his way and almost hit a tree.

Shuut!! I heard an arrow shooting. Chrys instantly tilted his body, then swooped down.

Shit, he said in his heart. I could have used my magic and hidden myself, but my body was not strong.

He still remembers how he escaped from Prisoner Class. He's been planning this escape for weeks. What it takes to get out of jail. But because he was treated unjustly and tortured continuously, where his magic was weakened and currently his wings were his only hope.

"Don't expect you to escape, Chrys!" Shouted the guards again. Chrys must find a place to hide. He was willing to bet their lives would instantly kill him once caught.

His eyes suddenly caught the roof of the building. From a distance, he could see some small huts. It must be a human village, his inner.

Should I hide there? But what if they destroy the place? They never cared about humans.

"Aargh!!" As his mind was distracted, one of the bows managed to injure his wings. His body fell to the ground. Forced Chrys to stumble, ran as hard as he could towards the village.

"He's there!" The Chief again ordered his men to arrest him immediately.

Damnit damnit! There is no other way but to hide amongst the humans!

Fortunately, he arrived in the village. Since it was night, and a blizzard was crashing, no one could know him as a Fae.

"Geez!" An old woman saw him bleeding. "Excuse me, sir! Are you all right?!"