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Ghanderflaffle, Gandalf's brother came to help him.

I asked an IRL friend what he thought a ghanderflaffle was.

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Rym managed to safely get his notebook in a magical backpack that he had, so that no damage was done to it. He was then carried away by the Largest Lemon.

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Calano smiled and took flight. He always loved when it stormed and rained. He loved the way the lightning danced in the clouds, and shimmered in reflections along his wings. He loved the way his wings shimmered and sliced through the wet, rain filled air.

So he flew, gliding through the air, doing flips and tricks.

His feathers turned a jubilant shade of blue and purple as he, (and they) laughed through the storm.

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The terrain shifted as Calano soared. Soon he was flying over the open sea, thunder laughing behind him. He passed over tropical islands, drowning in the open sea. The scents and sights intrigued and intoxicated him.

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Calano watched the bird as it swept up, and grinned. He flapped his wings and dashed after it, grinning like a fool. There were very few birds who had deep purple feathers, and no bird could instinctually twirl like that. It had to be a humanoid shapeshifter.

Someone like him. With wings.

A friend.

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The purple bird continued to dive headfirst, defiantly refusing to pull the throttle up right itself. As it gained speed, it grinned, exhilarated. This was what life was. This is what it meant to be free

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Calano's feathers muttered about the approaching sea, which was getting closer and closer.

But Calano wasn't about to admit defeat just yet.

He grinned, and used his Windshear ability, scuplting the air around him to fall even faster, catching up with the bird, which he now realized had strikingly familiar plumage.

That color... that was... Lana's hair, wasn't it? Yes, that was it. It was the exact same shade. But Lana hated him, so it couldn't have been her.

Eh. He dove after the bird, laughing.

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