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URIAHΞI don’t feel sorry for her.  Not one bit.  As a matter of fact, it serves her right for treating her body like it’s made of rust-resistant metal. She was the one who put herself in this predicament, after all. It may be a celebratory night for her brother, and therefore, herself, by association, but let’s be real here: No one made her empty close to a combined gallon of a wide assortment alcoholic beverages into her body—a fairly petite body at that—and do it in less than four hours…. 阅读更多

URIAHΞThis was not what I had in mind when they said “redemption mission”. “Watch and protect Stan Sullivan for a whole year and you’ll get your wings back, Uriah”. That’s what the Arch said. No further explanations or elaborations. No whys, no hows. Just, “do the damn thing if you want your wings back.” So I didn’t ask any questions. I didn’t really have much of a choice, anyway. Join us or log in to read more.

KIA∴ Something tickles. I feel my mouth lift slightly in a half-smile. I think I’m kind of awake, and kind of still asleep, but I’m pretty sure that I can feel something tickling my arm and shoulder. I’m slowly drifting into consciousness, becoming more and more aware of my surroundings as I come awake. I feel feathers insistently brush against my bare shoulder, tickling my skin and making me giggle like an idiot. Join us or log in to read more.