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Whistling very old tunes like ‘Camp Town Races’, the boy kept weaving in and out casually inbetweeen trees. His eyes where just closed as he relaxed, not giving a care in the world. Almost every noise that was made near him, like a hellhound being tackled and killed as two who killed it discussed who to do or two nature spirits, dryad and a satyr, ran around as one tried to catch the other, both giggling happily. Plus, it helped when he had earphones in his, well, ears which was covered also by his jacket hood. All was good, yep, until his head rammed into a tree since he wasn’t paying much attention. Nathan noticed it was beginning to become a trend, you know? Everywhere, or almost everywhere, he went he’d hurt something of his. But then again, rubbing the pain off his head, he guessed that due to that, the pain is starting to become num, no?
His eyes, drifted upwards, to get a better look at the tree that he ran into only to spot a girl, maybe like three years younger than him, perched up in the tree. And despite the age deference, the girl kinda intemidated him. Was it the make up, or the grim look, he had no idea. But something in his mind, just a little piece said talk to her. She looked like the people he hung out with back home, plus, he had no friends. What’s a better opportunity than this? His dark grey wings untucked from his back, ripped the back of his shirt and jacket… again, and started to flap. He’d been practicing flying for a couple of days now, him now starting to get a hang of it, and he started to acend a little. He used his arm to push him upward towards the girl as his wings kept flapping till he was like face to face with her. It was like that floating inccident in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with Charlie and his grandpa. And with a wave, the boy said,”Hola! The name’s Nathan. You?”