Chapter 35: Pelleas

"Flying is not something that comes naturally. Your bodys are not built for it," I said for the tenth time as I paced before the group of fifty-or-so males that had undergone the transition to faepire. "Your backs will feel pain like they have never felt, your shoulders will cramp and you will more than likely fall. Luckily though, you are each immortal now with great healing abilities, so try not to let the fear of falling deter you from flying."

We stood at the edge of a cliff in Adhmad Dé as we prepared to try flying for the first time. It was a low enough cliff that they wouldn't break every bone in their body should they fall, but it wasn't so low that they wouldn't have time to figure out their new body parts.

Getting them to call forth the strange magic that summoned their wings had been arguably more difficult than the task before us, but each of them had managed, so I knew that they could conquer this task.