Tiny Wings (part 1)


Tiny Wings wanted to find a new friend.

He was lonely. Staring at the walls of his cave.

One morning he decided to go to the nearby woods. Tiny Wings drank from a stream.

He heard something…

He looked up, freshwater trickling down from his mouth.

He thought he had heard someone moving? Maybe he should investigate….

Tiny wings soon gave up.

Tiny wings sighed and with a great heave, was skyborne.

His journey took a lot out of him and soon fell into a deep slumber…

He slept for a hundred years!


(What would be different when he woke up? Would Tiny Wings find a friend?)



Published by ArianaRose

I’m hoping to become a writer, playwright & novelist. I'm also considering becoming a Historian or librarian at this stage in life. I'm looking for opportunities in performance writing and publishing short stories in literary magazines. I study English and Creative Writing at university.

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