Intro 3 ~ Ember
The wind hissed loudly, gnashing invisible teeth at the cutting edges of the wingtips, groaning and tugging untamable as it churned from the ocean and tumbled back into the pitch darkness again.
Biting, growling, whispering, and pulling, it ran invasively through the tight-nit crest of feathers, creating an ever-droning white noise of whistles and whimpers.
Darkness. The shrouding cover of mist and clouds engulfed the sky, absorbing any light that one may have imagined from the stars or moon somewhere above.
Lights flickered faintly like dying candles, distant below the low-hanging ocean mist, as if looking down at the stars on a hazy night rather than up.
Wings tilted back, the black feathers caught the torrential air, pulling backward before turning and swooping around again, continuing the ever-repeating lazy spiral.
Pirate's Cove glittered defiantly below, unmoving but alive in the otherwise pitch-black and ominous night. Ember cocked her head toward the sprawling town, red eyes flicking emotionless over the collection of lights.
She pulled tightly around again, hovering slightly as the wind shoved at her wings irritably. The Harpy looped around again, continuing her thoughtful observation of the community miles below, wondering absently if there was really anything worth her time here.
The spiral continued a few more times. Drifting, turning, hovering, before looping back - an endless cycle. Deathly silent against the wind, tucked invisible behind the hazy mask of clouds.
She finally yanked backward quickly, twisting in the air and tilting her wings back like sails on the mast of a ship. The frigid void of mist and wind streaked past as the Harpy was pulled away, soaring off toward the coast, leaving the quiet watch over the town behind.
Biting, growling, whispering, and pulling, it ran invasively through the tight-nit crest of feathers, creating an ever-droning white noise of whistles and whimpers.
Darkness. The shrouding cover of mist and clouds engulfed the sky, absorbing any light that one may have imagined from the stars or moon somewhere above.
Lights flickered faintly like dying candles, distant below the low-hanging ocean mist, as if looking down at the stars on a hazy night rather than up.
Wings tilted back, the black feathers caught the torrential air, pulling backward before turning and swooping around again, continuing the ever-repeating lazy spiral.
Pirate's Cove glittered defiantly below, unmoving but alive in the otherwise pitch-black and ominous night. Ember cocked her head toward the sprawling town, red eyes flicking emotionless over the collection of lights.
She pulled tightly around again, hovering slightly as the wind shoved at her wings irritably. The Harpy looped around again, continuing her thoughtful observation of the community miles below, wondering absently if there was really anything worth her time here.
The spiral continued a few more times. Drifting, turning, hovering, before looping back - an endless cycle. Deathly silent against the wind, tucked invisible behind the hazy mask of clouds.
She finally yanked backward quickly, twisting in the air and tilting her wings back like sails on the mast of a ship. The frigid void of mist and wind streaked past as the Harpy was pulled away, soaring off toward the coast, leaving the quiet watch over the town behind.
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