Jul 27, 2014
"You're a monster!"
Put “You’re a monster!” for my character’s reaction.
Brooklyn lowered his hand, his eyes now suddenly found the floor very appealing. Much better than the frightened young woman in front of him. Why wouldn't she be afraid? He had swooped in unexpectedly onto her balcony and with the type of religious zeal in the South, he probably looked the closest thing to Lucifer. His wings unclasped from his shoulders as he finally looked up.
"You’re right. But watch out for the wolves in sheep’s clothing."
And with that, Brooklyn fell from the ledge. Twisting his body, the wind from his fall picked him up and into the sky. He didn’t care where he went. All he knew was that he needed to be alone.