trigger warnings for self h**m , sue aside, (you know what that sounds like) bl**d and death. I've always been told not to go into water by the nightwings. But I've always wanted to try. "Wake up!" A distant voice called. "You have to go capture them. " Yes. My life of capturing and k*ll*ng rainwings. Every Nightwing has to do it, and I hate it. "Fine" I said. But I'm not a nightwing. I'm distorted and cursed. That's what they call me. I flew over to the gates of the rainforest. Here we go. I had a spear in one talon and a bag in the other. I had a pouch of poisoned fruits to reel them in. "Get to work" bl**d. Lifestealer st**bbed me. "Ow!" I retorted . It didn't work. ××××× I hid in a large bush and spotted my target . A small pink Rainwing chasing a butterfly. Looks about 3 years old. I laid out a poisoned Apple and waited. Finally, the Rainwing came and ate it. I flung the bag over their head and ran. ××××× I'm crying tears of pure sadness. I k*lled a dragonet. I hate myself. Next thing I know I'm escaping and flying to the ocean. What's it like to swim? I'm here. I went underwater. Deep. Deeper. The light is depleting. I can't breath but I can't swim. It's over. Life doesn't need me anymore. I'm a murd*rer. It's fading. My vision it's lost and i- A short story made by Lightfang
