As Malika twirled around midair, dancing in the frothy clouds, the gentle breeze whipped past her hair and dress, earning her an ethereal look as her wings twirled around with her, each feather gleaming with a shade of azure blue, white, and gold as it fluttered underneath the moon.
She reveled in the beauty of the sky as she looked at it from up close, the shades of black, and grey and the silvery moonlight blended into it, creating the spectacle of a dark blanket of clouds with glittering stars dispersed on it.
With each powerful flap her wings took, the frothy clouds moved and faded like fog traveling into the distance, making the sky around her clearer. Flying farther up, she came to face the large, round moon and an awe stricken gasp left her lips as the silver moon reflected into her eyes.
