Nyrrydar closed his gold, leathery wings, willing them to vanish into his back. As he pulled a t-shirt over his head, he did the same with his tail, making the jeans more comfortable. Without the limbs, balancing took some effort as he walked to his bed and closed his backpack.
His room’s door flew open and Villinith appeared in her full glory: long, sil…
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