For the Love of a Pyre || Sabbath

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I FLEW TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN-

The gentle warmth of the breeze coupled with the sun above, had Sabbath in a particularly good mood. Screeching as they dove and bobbed amongst the seagulls floating on warm air currents, playing with their fellow winged creatures aloft in the sea breeze. Tucking their wings and rolling, they cried out at the sight of someone on one of the cliffs, a cautious flap of their wings pulling them from their roll.

Beating their wings to stay afloat, they would fix their multi toned eyes on the strange she wolf, ready to swoop down if she took the fateful step off of the ledge. Fur bristling as they watched in anticipation, they bushed their feathers and soared up a bit more as she pulled herself from her reverie, debating that she was safe from a deadly plummet. Observing her from high up in the sky, they would curiously allow themself to head for land, away from the islands that they called home. Following after her path from above, their shadow falling long as they circled far above. Coming down closer, they would call out, "Well, 'm sure glad ya didn' make the leap. What're ya doin' out here?", they would call as they landed some distance away from Wrathmange, dark fur sparkling with iridesence common to dark colored birds, their orange, white and dark wings folding politely at their sides.

AND I FELL IN LOVE WITH IT'S GOLDEN TEARS.

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[align=center]credit @ teef