#wings!douxie

Douxie chokes out a disbelieving laugh as they lift and spread themselves out--he can’t tell if he’s the one controlling them or not, but they seem to be responding to his desire to get a better look all the same. The feathers are a glossy, inky black, warm like sunlight and soft against his skin. There is a viney pattern across the tops, glowing with the gentle green light of Nari’s magic. The tips of the primaries fade from black, to blue-green, to a brilliant blue, the same color that he always loved to put in his hair. He feels Nari’s magic give an affirmative hum at the thought--she has made them this way on purpose.

These will take you to where you are most needed, Nari says. You must go now.

Halfway done with the climax, then it's just a matter of drafting up the epilogue (which shouldn't take nearly as long as the action sequences do). Thank you all for being so patient! ✨