Wildear18

Morgana let out a tired quit sigh as she sipped at her cup of burning bitter coffee, the light that reflected off the stained glass windows of her home that she shared with her son, making odd patterns across her face. She got up her black dress making soft whispering sounds across the rosewood floor as she made her way to the sink, and poured the remaining coffee down the drain, she flexed her wings once to better get the stiffness out of them. She watched  as the last bits of coffee dropped into the dark, she was thinking, then the door flew open and her son came in, her son was a dreamscape demon by the name of Christopher he had the head

The night was dark, dark and cold, snow covered the forest floor, the dead leafless trees on all sides and the only light, that of the moon, its light making the snow shin bright with wondrous light, as if the snow was glowing with its own inner fire. And what looked like small rainbows glistened in the snow, the boy thought it was, simply amazing and this sight was more then enough to distract the child, wonder struck by the sight of the glowing snow. The boy's name was simply this Kiwi, and he was lost. But how did it happen?, more importantly  who would have let  a small boy wonder off in the woods.  Well as it was, the reason why he was o