This amazing piece by  intricatevision

High above the houses of Wit's End, a father and his daughter flew. His wings were strong and methodical, whilst his daughter flapped like the speed demon she was. Giggling and whooping as she circles around her amused father. Nocturnal beings this was a perfect time for them to be out and about, his wife giving him a grocery list before they left, and he would return with extra snacks for their brood. For now he kept his six eyes upon his little one and horizon ahead.

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