#hallowed harpy

[hallowed-harpy]

Viserion as the Pearl Empress of the New Dawn.

[horizon-verizon]

@saintjustitude asked me to relate HallowedHarpy's First Video abt Dragons and Targ Women fertilizing them.

Basically, with all the knowledge of Septon/Barth and the dragons' sex is changing as ""flame", Harpy posits that dragons have no real gender and all are capable of laying eggs at some point, but their eggs can only be fertilized once they have a bond with a female dragonrider.

it cannot be possible that every dragon is a male until "proven" female, bc other dragons out of sight of human eyes have laid eggs (Cannibal, Sheepstealer, they came from somewhere) -- female-proven after the fact of eggs laid

Septon Barth-Maester Aemon -- dragons don't have a fixed gender and can change genders (Barth was around Jaehaerys when dragons were around; info he wrote destroyed by Aegon III, Dragonsbane to prevent dragon reproduction...which seems like Barth was telling some truths)

all dragons have the ability to lay eggs (however you wish to conceptualize that) & are genderless

some dragons will go their entire lives laying no eggs bc their ability to lay eggs will depend on size, environment, health, etc.

not all eggs will hatch bec we know from the series that they are laid but never hatched...so that means that they might not have been fertilized

since dragons are not strictly sexed male-female and thus their eggs aren't fertilized by "males", the dragon has to be bonded to a Valyrian-descent/dragonlord-descent woman

in recorded history, there was no dragon bonded to a male Targ or otherwise who produced any known offspring OR EGGS

again, people have assumed that the dragons laying eggs were female AFTER THE FACT

so the "male"-thought dragons may have laid eggs...but they just never hatched

Rhaenyra and Daenerys had hybrid human-dragon babies/stillborns reinforces this idea of bond-w-human-woman-influencing-dragons-fertility -- fertility connection goes BOTH WAYS, dragon affects woman, woman affects dragon

all a consequence (whether intention or not) of all the blood magic to create this bond in Old Valyria

[mossymandibles]

Flightless furies are thought to have enhanced ‘psychic’ abilities. The Lady of the Shades has an exceptional casque on her head that is rumored to be a conduit for certain electromagnetic waves, giving her the ability to see and hear things from rumored dimensions.

Another glimpse of Lady c: sitting on her swamp throne with a couple of her giant Diplocaulus inspired pets.

[hopemund]

There's my oc Akaryuh or Ryuh. She's a harpy or more like a owl lady

But there's one problem...

She doesn't have "arms"! She's the apprentice of Ms. Eve, she wants to be a spirit of Halloween just like her teacher, but she's afraid of the responsibilities.

And there's the skeleton her older brother, skeleton fire Spirit (you know the image of a skeleton with the head on fire, with a motorcycle? That's him).

(I read in a fanfic jackXbunny about some children of them, so I picked them from there! Sage is not my original character!)

[makairodonx]

🎃👻🎃👻🎃Happy Halloween!!🎃👻🎃👻🎃

[hallowed-harpy]

Sacred fire, blood, and willing self sacrifice - these are the elements required to forge Lightbringer; the same elements Dany invokes when she walks into the pyre to birth Drogon, specifically.

The dragon has three heads, the Child of Three.

Dany functions as Nissa Nissa by bearing her breasts to the flames, burning and sloughing away to merge with Drogon, collectively becoming Lightbringer, and finally being reborn as Azor Ahai.

Child of Three, the dragon has three heads.

Her children are Legacy (Viserion), Opposition (Rhaegal), and Lightbringer (Drogon) - collectively forming the three headed dragon: the Lady of Light, the Shining Lady, Daenerys Targaryen.

Child of three, THE DRAGON HAS THREE HEADS. (And they’re all her).

Been thinking about azor ahai lately and the magic he was connected to. He puts a burning hot sword through his wife’s heart, which is fire and blood magic. Fire and blood which are the words of house Targaryen. Daenerys using fire and blood magic when she forges the dragons who are her flaming swords(Drogon being her lightbringer) sorry if this makes no sense I’m just rambling my thoughts out to make sense of them.

[credince--writes]

Brain worms alert! 🪱 🪱 ‼️‼️

Monster 141 au (wraith, dragon, werewolf, harpy)

X Self insert "Ducky"

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Now let's just imagine you- you aren't military. No- you're a specialized SAR (search and rescue) for trafficked, lost, or displaced hybrid and 'monster' peoples. A mere human aided by your trusty hound "Stinky".

Lost werewolf pups are rarely cases of wandering off, trafficked or kidnapped with malicious intents. Of course- as a mere human you were dedicated more to the cases of the wanders off. The kind and gentle human to wipe away the tears of hybrid children displaced in the ever changing anatomy their 'differences' blessed them with.

That is until a stark uptick in kidnappings or disappearances of the hybrid and monster populace raises alarm bells much higher than your pay grade.

A certain vampire obtaining very sensitive, leaked documents on how to create the perfect human thrall. Part man, part death.

They just needed a human specimen to fall into their lap. Head strong- a heart full of the best intentions.

You've been lured into a trap, trying to save a werewolf child only to be tortured off of a playbook trying to replicate a new, shadowy host to control.

The compound isn't some measly thing- the middle of nowhere in the Forrests.

They bury you inside a car- hoping suffocation in the mass grave out back would be enough to trigger the conversion.

But rather than the festering hate needed to be possessed to become a wraith? You possessed sorrow. You possessed humility and regret.

So you spent your last moments of oxygen pleading- bargaining with the darkness around you.

And they spoke back- a hallowing transformation.

You'd been missing for seven days by this point- long enough for the local CIA branch to pass information through channels slamming alarm bells blaring for attention.

By the time they drug that car from the earth and found you though? Curled up in the cold and damp back seat of the wrecked car they buried you in, you only had one thought in your mind.

Devour.

[banj0possum]

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🩸Sanguinary🩸(WIP)

I've been working on this little beauty in (somewhat) secret for a while now and I'm so excited to finally share some of it. Here's an excerpt from the first chapter, "Hallowed". 1,319 words.

CW - Dub-Con Themes (alcohol consumption, impairment, implied compulsion, fear/danger kink)

Merriment is not what drove you to this seedy tavern by the riverside. 

Your life would be much easier if it was. Unfortunately for you, it was recklessness. A dreadful mix of apathy and despair.

The sun has long since settled below the horizon, giving way to a waxing gibbous moon. The run-down buildings of the Riverwalk District cast crooked shadows over empty, winding streets. A little darkness does wonders to mask the grime caked onto the old cobblestones. The entire city is like this, in one way or another. Struggling against the encroaching decay. Some areas are just better at hiding it than others.

This is the environment you seek escape from, ducking inside out of the light drizzling rain. The interior of this tavern isn't much better than the outside… but it’s warm and dry. At this point, you can't ask for much more than that. 

Street mud slops away from your boots as you wipe them on the filthy entry mat. Useless. Just like every other attempt at normalcy you've made lately. You pull your cap from your head with a heavy sigh, carelessly stuffing it into the pocket of your coat. The promise of liquid oblivion draws you towards an open barstool, sobriety a concept you don’t care for at present. Signaling for a drink, you grit your teeth against the urge to cry. You can feel yourself teetering on the verge of a breakdown. So many things have gone wrong for you… today really was just the last straw. 

So here you are, intent on making decisions you'll regret come morning. The shifty bartender is more than happy to oblige you on your mission of self-destruction.

So long as the coin flows, of course.

You have just enough time to get a nice buzz going before your mood takes another nose-dive. Without anyone to talk to, boredom is quick to overtake you. Loneliness feeds the very misery you were trying to escape from in the first place. Drinking alone doesn't feel nearly as good as you'd hoped, and the alcohol in your belly doesn't even begin to chase away that horrible, itchy restlessness—!

Enough.

Your eyes flick desperately around the room, casting about for something—or someone—to distract you from your thoughts. Several figures manage to stand out amongst the crowd, and you throw yourself into studying each in turn. 

A group of muscular, scruffy-looking bunny monsters have claimed a table several feet away, absorbed in an intense game of cards. The smallest one wears a smile so wide it could crack their face in two, making some sort of gesture with a paw. The other two growl, reaching into their coats, and—you move on before you can get caught up in whatever that is. 

Who knew Lepan monsters could make those kinds of sounds? 

To your left, an incredibly drenched human sits unmoving, their head face-down on the bar. You can actually hear the drip-drip of water onto the floor beneath their stool. They look like they've had a worse day than you—and that's saying something. You don't think they would appreciate conversation at the moment. 

Near the back door, a hooded figure throws knucklebone dice. A harpy monster sits across from them, feathers askew as it watches on with hopeful eyes. Busy— Asleep— Uninterested— Too interested— Too creepy—

And then… there's him. 

Through the smoke and faint lamplight, an unnatural void draws your gaze.

The skeleton sits alone in the far corner of the room, stretched out over a plush chair like he was poured onto it. One leg propped over an armrest, with the other braced on the floor. He might have been smartly dressed earlier in the evening. But that ship, it seems, has long-since sailed. 

The top two buttons on his crimson dress shirt have been popped, baring an off-white, scarred collarbone. An embroidered black vest hangs open over his midsection, mirroring the strip of ribbon hanging limp around his neck. Impressive, to be sure… but clearly out of place in an environment like this. It stokes your curiosity. You sit up straighter for a better look.

Your eyes slide down the shining satin of his sleeves—rolled up to expose his forearms—and stick on the black leather gloves covering his hands. Even from here, you can see that the reinforced material hides a set of sharpened claws. You pause on that detail, your heart taking up a fluttering rhythm within your chest. The implication of danger carried in those hands… is incredibly appealing to you. 

Unbidden, you start to imagine how those gloves might feel, sweeping over your skin. Your mind flashes with images of scratch marks on your hips, a picture so clear and visceral you could almost believe it's real. Could almost see those fingers hooking into the seat of your underwear, slowly dragging the fabric to the side. Leaving you exposed and deliciously vulnerable and ready for… for his… A bolt of heat races down the back of your neck. You manage to break away from the grip of your fantasy, glancing back at his face—only to suck in a surprised breath.

The stranger is eyeing you in return. 

Even without visible pupils, you can tell he's watching. Curiosity shows in the slight tilt of his skull. Amusement in the lopsided pull of his grin. His empty sockets remain fixed on you, even as his head turns to sip from the glass in his hand—a deeply crimson liquid you can only guess is wine. 

Swallowing thickly, you reign in the last of your thoughts and turn back to your drink. To be caught watching him while your mind was so deep in the gutter… Embarrassment draws your shoulders up to your ears. Hopefully your desires weren’t plastered all over your face. 

From the way he was looking at you? You know you aren't that lucky.

Maybe you should talk to him? And what, explain in graphic detail what you were picturing while staring at those gloves?? You scoff at yourself, tossing the idea as quickly as it forms. The last thing you need right now is an embarrassing rejection on top of everything else. You don't know anything about this skeleton monster. He could be eyeing you because of your obvious, open-mouthed ogling. Stars, that’s definitely why. You'll just save him the trouble and resign yourself to your misery. 

That's that, you think… until you feel goosebumps break out over the skin of your arms.

Your voice is stolen before you can even fully register the presence at your back. Those black-clad claws are now spread out in front of you—their owner's hand braced on the bartop next to your arm. You blink, caught off guard by the bold gesture.

“you look like you need something.” 

His voice is husky, with an attractive vocal fry to it that practically buzzes against your spine. The words cut easily through the din of the other patrons’ chatter, crystal clear and enthralling. For a brief, heart-stopping moment, you forget every other person in this room. 

“...want to find out what it is?”

Warm breath puffs against the shell of your ear, the sensation close enough to a physical caress. A smokey scent wafts over you, your eyelids fluttering as you breathe in deeply. It's rich—like incense and spiced wine—with an undercurrent of something metallic and sharp. It's intoxicating.

He walks a perfect line, this monster. Crowding your space without getting too close. Dancing right along the boundary of your comfort. Your body is tense, locked up in a deep, instinctual reaction to his presence. Your hands tremble around your cup. Your heart races, and it's not… entirely from excitement alone. But the alcohol in your system gives you courage, as does the thrill of this mysterious stranger's apparent interest in you.

His open palm hangs in the air between your bodies. An offering. 

Your hand reaches out to take it.

[h3xxthev3xx]

II. Isolated Incidents

[LOCATION: Nessus, Hallows]

"Saw a Harpy acting strange when out collecting samples for failsafe. It's behavior pattern not something I'd seen before. Scanning flora and fauna as it bumped into several trees. I tried to follow it to get a better report, but it slipped away from me when my fireteam partner approached. Lost track of it near the Hallows. Gonna keep an eye out for more of those strange white collars like it wore."

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Absolutely love those entry in Polyphony 💙 and had to do something based on it with my Warlock Cato finding a strange Vex of his own

[hallowed-harpy]

Viserion as Legacy - theory by Hallowed.Harpy

[timelordhonour]

Daenerys Targaryen and how she Relates back to the Lore of the Realm of Westeros and Essos

An analytic thesis I have been thinking about, heavily inspired by @hallowed-harpy and her videos on TikTok.

To begin with, there's this theory that when the Great Empire of the Dawn broke apart, they separated into different cultures, ie, one branch became the Dothraki, one branch became the Valyrians, etc. And there are theories state the Azor Ahai story is another myth of the birthing of the first dragon (due to the language used between each dragon myth ie when the second moon fell into the son, it cracked and birthed dragons; Nissa Nissa let out a piercing scream, which cracked the moon and birthed Lightbringer). So, if this is all true (and they are all the same story told through a different cultural lens), then figure that was Azor Ahai was the first Dragonlord and Dragonrider and became the foundation for the Valyrians and, in turn, the Valyrian Empire.

Now, in saying this, if Azor Ahai, the first dragonrider, is one of the people who became the Valyrians, and by extension, the Targaryens, are also all related to the Amethyst Empress? This isn't directly confirmed in A Song of Ice and Fire, but there are a few aspects of the lore which do hint at possible connections between the Amethyst Empress and the Targaryens (with them being the most prominent Valyrian family).

Take the physical traits of the two. Both the Amethyst Empress and the Targaryens are strikingly unique in features, including the violet ( or amethyst-coloured, if you will) eyes. This is a very unusual and significant characteristic, and can reinforce their common ancestry. Also, the Targaryens are also known for their silver-gold/platinum hair, which is associated in many cultures with divine or noble ancestry, which can also link them to the mystical rulers of the Great Empire of the Dawn.

Then there's the cultural similarities. Both the Great Empire of the Dawn and the Valyrian Empire are associated with Fire and dragons. Now, the first ruler of the Great Empire of the Dawn is known as the God-on-Earth - an ancestor of the Amethyst Empress. If this theory (and analysis) is true and the Targaryens are descendants and relatives if the Amethyst Empress, then that makes them relatives of the God-on-Earth, too. And this connects with this quote by young Rhaenyra:

"Everyone says Targaryens are closer to gods than to men."

Now, the mythical parallels between the Great Empire of the Dawn and the Targaryens. The Great Empire of the Dawn had the blood betrayal (caused by the Bloodstone Emperor when he killed the Amethyst Empress, his half-sister, and usurped her throne. This blood betrayal ushered in the first Long Night, which is the beginning of the end for the Great Empire of the Dawn (because when the first Long Night ended, every tribe of men under it went their own way ie the tribe that would eventually become the Dothraki, the tribe that would eventually become the Valyrians, the tribe that would eventually become the Rhoynar, etc. This explains why each culture has their own version of the Prince that was Promised prophecy (which is the Westerosi equivalent; where Azor Ahai is the Essosi equivalent; and the Stallion Who Mounts the World is the Dothraki equivalent). This also mirrors how the Valyrian Empire fell apart, and further on, the Targaryen decline in Westeros (beginning with the Dance of the Dragons).

So, the Dance of the Dragons. A big moment in Targaryen history, which is the start of House Targaryen's decline in Westeros. With the Dance of the Dragons, we see clear parallels with House Targaryen and the Great Empire of the Dawn. We have Rhaenyra Targaryen. She is the second reincarnation of the Amethyst Empress. Her claim for the Iron Throne parallels the Amethyst Empress' usurpation by her brother, the Bloodstone Emperor, which, in this period of Targaryen history is Aegon II. And similar to the Empress, Rhaenyra suffers a tragic death by her half-brother.

The Dance of the Dragons also brought about the destruction and extinction of the dragons. With no more dragons, the winters became colder, harsher and longer (which is mentioned by the maesters). And this can be attributed to the fact that the Others are becoming stronger. A second Long Night is coming.

Now, skip to 300AC. We have Daenerys Targaryen. She is the third reincarnation of the Amethyst Empress. But she is not just the reincarnation of the Amethyst Empress. She is also the Mother of Dragons. She brought back the dragons. She rebirthed them. She brought back the fire magic (the opposite to the Ice magic of the world. In George's world, fire means love, fire is passion, fire is sexual ardor and all of these things. Ice is betrayal, ice is revenge, ice is… you know, that kind of cold inhumanity). Daenerys' arc as a saviour and the breaker of chains aligns with the subversion of the Bloodstone Emperor's legacy.

This can be also be applied to Daenerys if she is a descendant of the Amethyst Empress - and by extension, the reincarnation of the Amethyst Empress - whose role can complete the cycle by restoring balance and making sure that light triumphs over darkness. And by doing that, Daenerys will have to self-sacrifice herself. This is in line with the narrative style of George RR Martin. His style often juxtaposes grand heroism with deep tragedy. This act of a self-sacrifice will directly oppose the selfishness and the darkness of the Bloodstone Emperor. This self-sacrifice will symbolise the redemption for the ancestral sins of humanity (and, in turn, heal the maternal wounds of the world).

Daenerys' self-sacrifice will also fulfill the Azor Ahain prophecy, which fortells the coming of a hero to wield Lightbringer (which would be a dragon - a flaming sword in the sky. In Daenerys' case, this is Drogon, whose black and red scales perfectly describe Lightbringer). This will bring an end to the darkness that threatens to consume not just Westeros, but Essos and the rest of the world.

Daenerys' self-sacrifice will restore the balance of Light and Dark, Fire and Ice. Daenerys' self-sacrifice will break the cycle of betrayal and loss (she is the breaker of chains, after all). The emphasis on her being 'the last hope' hints at her mythic role, and her dragons are a resurgence of fire and life.

This ties together the mythological symbolism of the Amethyst Empress and the Bloodstone Emperor that are tied to the first Long Night. It ties in to the fact that Rhaenyra Targaryen is the middle chapter of this Song of Ice and Fire, where her tragedy echoes the past but doesn't break the cycle and resolve it. But it all ties together, with a neat, little bow, with Daenerys. She will be the culmination, whose actions can redeem the past and secure the future of the realms. Of the world of Westeros, Essos, Ulthos and Sothoryos.

This befits the rich tapestry and story created by George RR Martin, where history, prophecy and personal choice are all entwined. It is in fact fitting that with Daenerys being the chosen hero and fulfilling the Azor Ahai prophecy, because this would be a subversion of the classic male fantasy hero archetype, and perfectly fits in with the style of George RR Martin. George frequently subverts traditional fantasy tropes with regard to gender roles, moral complexity, and the nature of heroism.

One of the most important nuances of the prophecy of he Prince That Was Promises is that, in High Valyrian, the word for 'prince' is gender-neutral.

"What fools we were, who thought ourselves so wise! The error crept in from the translation. Dragons are neither male nor female, Barth saw the truth of that, but now one and now the other, as changeable as flame. The language misled us all for a thousand years." ~ Maester Aemon to Sam Tarly

This is a prophecy that is open to interpretation, but Daenerys fits many of the requirements: born amidst salt and smoke, waking dragons from stone, etc. Her journey that we have seen so far is full of imagery and challenges commensurate with any messianic story that makes her the saviour of the world.

However, most of the fandom say the Prince That Was Promised (or Azor Ahai) is Jon Snow. However, his story arc heavily leans into the trope of the reluctant hero, whereas Daenerys pursues her destiny to break chains and challenge oppressive systems, making her role more transformative and revolutionary.

Also, Daenerys has fulfilled the prophecy organically (which happens at the end of the first book, A Game of Thrones). She did so without knowing of the prophecy, and still doesn't know the prophecy (hopefully she finds out in The Winds of Winter. Looking at you, George. No rush).

Now, George RR Martin has said that prophecies are confusing, difficult, and not easy to interpret. People in this fandom love saying this to use it against Daenerys, saying this proves she is not the Prince That was Promised. However, what George has said regarding prophecies relates to a theme of the series, regarding fulfilling a prophecy naturally and organically vs forcing a prophecy to happen. Take Rhaegar, for example. He knew of the Prince That Was Promised prophecy. Absolutely loved it where it brought about the destruction of his house. Jon was born in the shadow of this. He was born in the shadow of forced prophecy. Now, you have Melisandre forcing the prophecy onto Stannis. And when it won't work on Stannis, she will move onto Jon.

But, like I said earlier, Daenerys fulfilled the prophecy organically, without knowing about it. What til Melisandre finds out about that, where she finds out the reason her attempts haven't worked is because they've already happened and happened organically and naturally to Daenerys.

Now, back to George and his subversions. He has made a habit of his career subverting gender roles in unexpected way. Cersei, Arya, Sansa, and Brienne, among others, buck the trend of how women usually exist in fantasy novels, through often very morally grey or imperfect means. Daenerys, with her dragons and leadership, occupied a space usually meant for men and stood very far from a simple embodiment of 'good'. Her messianic figure, torn by power, morality, and identity, finally can strike a much deeper tone when combined with George RR Martin's deconstruction of heroism as suc

Her rise from a powerless abused pawn in her brother's schemes to a ruler commanding armies and dragons is a powerful feminist narrative. So, when she does her self-sacrifice to save the world - to end the Long Night - it would be a culmination of her arc as both ruler and redeemer, complicating the patriarchal norms in traditional fantasy. This elevates Daenerys as the Prince That Was Promised/Azor Ahai/The Stallion Who Mounts the World, and would not only pay service to her arc but will also redefine the way fantasy novels treat their female protagonists and heroes (bearing in mind, A Song of Ice and Fire began in the 1990s, where it was rare to have a female protagonist).

By making Daenerys - a woman - the saviour of humanity in the series, George RR Martin will solidify his critique of rigid fantasy conventions, and it will reinforce that heroism transcends gender and is defined by actions, sacrifice, and leadership.

[mossymandibles]

Glad to see people like Lady :] here she is not so in the shadows. Also with her spine adornment she wears on her casque sometimes. I do plan to draw her showing off her teeth again.

The swamp she resides in is named “Shades of Acheron” is said to be made of celestial spinal fluid, yummy.

The locals of the small port town outside the swamp, Barrowbask, see her as a sort of spirit or patron saint of fertility and protection. They often leave offerings in the mangrove roots at the edge of the swamp. They dutifully avoid entering though.

She especially loves the red fruits 🍓

[hinnysupremacy]

Facts about Gina that only those who have read the books know

1 – Ginny was an excellent Quidditch player, even replacing Harry in the championships during the fifth book. She later made it her profession, playing as a goalscorer for Holyhead Harpies.

2- Gina used jinx to counter the bogeyman with mastery. Such talent led to her being invited to join the slug club.

3- Ginny's and Voldemort's wands share the same wood, made from yew. Yew wands are incredibly rare, good for curses or intended for protective people.

4- She was described as one of the most beautiful and popular girls at Hogwarts. It was stated that, due to her beauty, she enchanted many people, including Slytherins like Blasio Zabini. (no wonder she was the most flirtatious girl in the saga)

5- Ginny who created the name “Dumbledore’s army”

6 – In order of the phoenix, a small fight broke out between Dumbledore's army and the inquisitorial brigade. In which Ginny defeats Draco Malfoy with her spell.

7-JK Rowling believes she brought Harry and Ginny together for a reason. She describes Ginny as 'tough, not in a nasty way, but brave'. She goes on to say that Harry "needs to be with someone who can handle the demands of being with Harry Potter, because he's a scary boyfriend in a lot of ways."

Bonus - Harry jealous of Ginny:

"This girl is very pretty" commented Viktor Krum, bringing Harry back to the present. Krum was pointing at Gina, who had just joined Luna. "Are you related to her too?" "Yeah," Harry informed, suddenly irritated, "and she's dating someone." A jealous guy. Big guy. You wouldn't want to cross his path." - Deathly Hallows

[magic-cat-blair]

Fictober 2024

Fairground

Prompt: 12 ("did you hear that?")

Fandom: Original Work

Rating: E

The fairground felt was alive with constant sights, sounds, and smells. It was a bit overwhelming. "Hey, you okay?" Adam asked. I nodded. He didn't seem convinced. "We can take a minute and sit down somewhere."

...I nodded again. Adam led me over to food stalls. It was oddly quieter over here. We found a bench way off to the side. "I'm gonna grab us some food." I nodded and watched him walk off. I then glanced around at the other people around.

So many humans. And most dressed up. Made sense. All Hallows' Eve was in a week. Human holidays are strange, but fun. Adam came back over. He was carrying two plates.

"These are corn dogs." He gestured to something on a stick. "Try it. You'll like it." I picked it up by the stick. Adam sat watching me. I opened my beak and took a bite. Adam laughed a bit watching me eat. I didn't care I was to busy eating the rest of the corn dog.

"Glad you like it." I smiled at him around a beak-ful of food. I had seen the plates also had french fries so I started eating those too. Adam was eating too now. Much slower than I was. I started to slow down.

"Are you having fun?" I nodded. "Good. I know you're not very comfortable with crowds, but I'm glad you decided to join me."

"Corn dog... good." Human words were still hard to say, but I was starting to get the hang of them.

Adam chuckled. "And how about the rest of the fair? Handling it all okay?"

I looked around again. People were all over the place. Playing games, eating food, and riding rides. "Loud. Bright. Crowd. Having good time."

Adam smiled at me. "I'm glad. We should hit up the games next." I nodded. We finished eating and moved onto the games. A lot of them involved throwing. I wanted to try all of them. Ring toss, Balloon pop, Bucket ball. Straight forward names.

Adam and I were bad at them. We didn't win any. Until the shooting range. Adam was oddly good at that one. He won a medium sized plush unicorn for me. I hugged it tightly.

We started walking away. I bumped into someone. "Sorry."

The person I bumped into was dressed up like a cat witch. "No, it's my fault. Oh my god! I love your costume! Your wings are so pretty!"

"T-thanks. They're r-real."

"Oh wow! You're a Harpy then? That's pretty cool! Nice meeting you!"

She walked off with her friends. I beamed. My wings started to flutter.

"Aw, did you hear that?" I Smiled at Adam. We continued on with the fair. I think i was starting to get more used to people.

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