9. Wings??

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I realized that I HAD JUST JUMPED OFF A CLIFF and started waving my arms. Im sure people in New York heard my screams. I breathed in and out at such a fast pace, but something caught me.

I was floating!! Wings ripped from my tank top and was fluttering softly, keeping me in the air. They were nice, fluffy. I flapped them as best I could.

I wasnt bad, in my opinion. My wings were a white with a little pink tint to them. I touched them...so soft and fluffy...

I shakily flew back towards the cliff and landed in a roll.

"Eh. Needs some work." I spun around to fine someone with their arms folded. "Come on Princess." They grabbed my arm and I screamed until my lungs burned. A black mist swarmed around us as we teleported.

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