ϡ - Chapter One; we all fall...in [voice]

[folkloristic]

[ There’s a very loud thud as something crashes to the ground from the sky. The journal turns on from the subsequent actions of the fallen object nearby. Most likely a body, actually it is, and a cough erupts through the preceding silence. So if you're out wandering about in the woods to the left of the village you'll find a blonde haired man

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[Voice]

[lezareno_prez]

You'll find the wings grow less troublesome once you have gotten used to having them.

[Voice]

[folkloristic]

I believe it's the initial shock that takes time to get over. Then again everyone's reaction is different. But they're not so bad...

As they say humans are quite capable of adapting and making situations fit their own needs.

[Voice]

[lezareno_prez]

That's certainly true. We are quite the creative species, after all, and we tend to have a rather stubborn streak as well.

[Voice]

[folkloristic]

Ah if only it weren't true especially in the younger generations. They can be so stubborn sometimes. Yet they have the most amazing imaginations, you know?

[ He chuckles a little. Ah the days of youth! ]

[Voice] fail what fail? Idk what ur talkin' about~

[folkloristic]

Oh! Er, well I sometimes get a little ahead of myself I suppose. But wings! They're wonderful, although it's a shame you can't use them to fly.

[Voice] I'm pretty chill bout that yo

[folkloristic]

You could definately use them to get around faster. Oh! Or perhaps look at this lovely landscape. I do wonder what a bird's eye view is like with all this snow.

Ah! I am actually. I suppose it was obvious, haha. I've been following this river...but I don't know how much success it's really been.