Clouds wafted away revealing the pale and glowing moon accompanied with twinkling stars that lit up the night sky making this night particularly bright. The rain gave up its place as the currant weather allowing the sky to almost completely show the gorgeous array of shades ranging from purple to indigo. Dynamis' eyes gave off a soft shine. The blue in his eyes sparkled like a cat's in the dark.

Dynamis flew up landing on a tall building looking up at the beautiful sky letting a gentle smile curl on his lips, "Wow..."

He looked down on the not so busy streets. A light emitting circle would zoom on the road once every few minutes, and the lack of proper lighting made the cars on the road like stars, very quickly moving stars.

With the excepting of a few clouds, Dynamis could see the entire and vast night sky. A snowflake fell from what appeared as the heavens followed by another and another and another.

Soon, tiny white dots swirled down dancing in the light breeze. Dynamis saw his breath crystalize before him, and he shivered,

All the trees let go of their leaves at this point, and the dried up leaves got covered with a dusting of snow that looked like sugar. Dynamis sat down, and his wing wrapped around his body providing a makeshift blanket. That didn't help much, but Dynamis felt the fluffy feathers brush against his skin. He took off into the night soaring to a house.

Dynamis knocked on the door. His father opened the door with a displeased scowl on his face defined by eyebrows tilting down towards his eyes and an obvious frown in his face, "You are late. Again." Dynamis nearly stepped in when his father lunged out his foot blocking Dynamis from entering and kicking Dynamis in the process, "I am not very pleased with you."

Dynamis' father slammed the door shut, and left Dynamis outside. Dynamis whimpered slightly flapping his wings rising into the air flying away with bitter cold teardrops in his eyes that forming into ice soon after falling off his face. Dynamis' father would lock his son out much more often than someone would except, something that would horrify most parents, but Dynamis knew he came home late and flew up high as the snow piled up on him.

The temperature dropped harshly, and the snow added up on the ground forcing itself to cover everything in the frosty substance, including Dynamis.

The wind started to blow harder as well sending the snow in random directions howling in Dynamis' ear. He touched his foot down on a snow sheeted skyscraper with ice on the bottom layer of snow creating a faint crunching sound as the snow behaved almost as like tiny bits of ice. His feet felt the bite of freezing cold even with boots covering them.

Snow drenched Dynamis' cloths in water and instantly melted with the contact of the heat coming from Dynamis, and a snowflake glided by in front of Dynamis' eyes. Dynamis observed the intricate design in the crystal of ice. Dynamis found a large tree that still had a few leaves intact and curled up in its branches closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Dynamis woke up as sunlight hit his face warming up his still freezing body. Dynamis flapped his wings and basked in the sunlight until the warmth allowed him to fly, and the sun barely peaked above the horizon when its light already showed up.

The weather didn't exactly take Dynamis' side today, and Dynamis read the thermometer outside a local shopping center, "-22 degrees Fahrenheit (-30 degrees Celsius). Oh dear..." He flew to the school he would always go to, and once again, climbing in the air vent that now blazed with warm air. Dynamis sighed as the warm breath of the heater reached his skin, "Much better."

The 9th grade teacher started talking as Dynamis listened. He rested one of his wings on the air vent, his mistake. A loose light purple feather floated down catching the teacher's attention. She walked over the sighting of the drifting light purple feather that settled on a student's desk in the the heating system's currant.

"What's this?" the teacher picked up the feather, the soft bristles rubbing on her fingertips, and she examined the feather, "mmm..."

A student close to the teacher shot up his head leaning towards her hand observing the feather. Dynamis realized someone found one of his stray feathesr, and he sped off but crashed into a wall. Everyone in the room heard a loud bang, and a pitter-patter of footsteps followed the loud noise.

The teacher's eyes widened in shock. She hushed her class, "I think I know where that sound came from..." She grabbed a chair climbing on it to reach the air vent. Dynamis gulped as the air vent opened. He ran away at inhuman speed, his image nothing but a blur. The teacher noticed a small cluster of purple feathers, "What the?"

She jumped down holding some purple feathers in her hand.

Dynamis leaped out the air vent flying into the sky in shock and trembling, not because of the cold, but because of the fear of someone eventually discovering him. The weather didn't help. Hail rained down, and the chucks of ice rained down with the intent to hit everything in their path. Dynamis dodged large chunks of ice making him dizzy in the process.

The unforgiving wind swept away more feathers, and Dynamis landed on the tree he always observed people in clinging to the snow holding bark. Not many people passed by, most likely due to the winter of weather. But a few people dared to take a stroll on the sidewalk. The wind definitely didn't reconsider about blowing Dynamis' feathers away. More people started to notice the feathers released from the tree.

Many light purple feather made their way to the ground forming a thin pile on the crunchy white shiny snow. "Oh dear..." Dynamis watched in horror as the humans took notice of the stack of feathers in the ground. Soon, people surrounded the tree.

A man picked up a feather, "What is this?"

"It's a pretty feather!" his five year-old daughter pointed out. Another man saw feather floating from the tree, and he reached his hand feeling the tree. Dynamis swiftly backed sweating buckets despite the freezing conditions. The man's hand finally caught Dynamis' robe. Dynamis didn't have a choice at this point. He hopped out the tree flying away.

Everyone in the park watched in shock or awe whipping out their phones to film the event as Dynamis flew away at breath-taking speed whispering, "They have found me..."

In the evening, Dynamis glided down to the streets walking over to an empty area where a TV visible through the polished glass had the news playing.

A woman on the screen shuffled around a few papers, "Today, there has been a sighting of a winged boy flying from a tree. There are multiple witnesses." She babbled in about the subject.

"What will father think?" Dynamis gulped lifting himself in the air whisking away with the wind and snowflakes. Icy rain pounded down without mercy knocking Dynamis around in flight.

Clouds smashed together making more snow and rain plunge splattering down, and the rain hissed echoing all around. Dynamis glanced at the stars one last time before flying off into the night and somewhere far away.

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