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Collection Title: Beyond the Haze

Chapter Title: The Anxiety of Flight

Author's Name: OverthinkingMind

Warnings: "Choose Not to Use"

Fandom: Visionaries: Knights of the Magical Light

Characters: Mortdred

Ratings:
Not Rated

Pairings: N/A

Word Count: 463

Collection Summary: A small collection of ficlets dedicated to the Darkling Lords. Be it character explorations, leisurely moments, or battles; these are their tales on Prysmos.

Chapter Summary: Mortdred's thoughts were filled with uneasy "what-if's" and flight tonight.

He wants to try to fly. But was it really a good idea?

Author's Note: Inspired by Thinking by

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The three suns have set and the moons were out, some were full while the others were new. The sky was the deepest of purples and blues, but Mortdred couldn’t admire the beauty from his bedroom window. Anxious thoughts of flight clouded his mind tonight.

‘Is this really a good idea?’ he pondered as he placed his hand on the stone window sill, his purple armor reflecting the lights of the moons.

Mortdred has tried many times before, but he always hesitated and stopped.

‘What if someone sees me? What would I do then?’

He found himself petting the ash-gray stones. Piloting the Sky Claw was one thing, he had laser cannons and two mystical animals to summon for help, but transforming into a beetle was another.

He was a mere insect whose bite would hurt like hell, but it wouldn’t break skin.

‘No one would be there for me if a Spectral Knight finds me. I’m on my own if it happens,’ he worried.

Mortdred’s nerves and mind tensed up as he climbed up on the stone sill to sit. He forced himself not to look down as his hand clasped the side. It felt like an eternity for Mortdred, but he managed to turn into the beetle. And there he stared to the outside world.

His large mandibles and short antennae twitching, and the hard shell covering his delicate wings struggle to open.

‘But I want to try, at least for tonight.’

And without a second thought, Mortdred released his wings and off into the night he went.

He didn’t know where he was going, but the flight was like a going on a rollercoaster ride. The breeze rushing across his exoskeleton and fine hairs, the night air was chiller, and the world below seemed smaller yet bigger at the same time.

‘Is this what Cravex and Arzon get to experience? Why didn’t I do this sooner!’

He zigzagged above the slums of the Dark Domains and crossed it’s borders. The outskirts were a wasteland of red sandstones and dry vegetation. Mortdred buzzed lower to the dusty earth and hid under a dead bush

Mortdred looked behind him to the walls of the Dark Domains. The city wasn’t too far for him, but he was worn out by the distance he flew. He crawled out from underneath and transformed back into a human.

Flat on his stomach, Mortdred tossed over onto his back. He had some red dust on him, but he had a small smile on his face. A gentle chuckle escaped from his lips as he rested.

The calm, cool breeze of the night passed him by. He didn’t know how long he was there, or even how long he’ll stay. But for now, this was enough for him.

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