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Solo Flights and Funny Fights
Wiilyar oojiran aa jiro oofaraxsan asiga mailingis too oosoogacyo waaladilijire asiga malin oodagal galyeooisgaceeli isdhah ye asiga ga wiil oo feerwen asiga ilmaha elegana bad naayen asiga weeqaqabteen hal feero wee aaji
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Previously
…He closed his eyes, picturing the wings, not as a burden, but as a gift. He felt a faint warmth spread through his shoulders, a subtle hum of energy. He didn’t know how, but he knew he had to try. He had to learn to fly, to embrace this strange new part of himself, even if it meant a few more wardrobe malfunctions along the way. The thought of Barty’s mocking laughter spurred him on. He would not be defeated by ill-fitting clothes or a rival’s taunts. He would find a way. He just had to figure out how to make his wings behave, and, more importantly, how to make his trousers stay up. It was a monumental task, but for the first time, Williyar felt a flicker of something akin to hope.