One Day, Wings Sprouted from My Back
A person discovers wings growing from their back and takes flight toward the sky they've always longed for.
This story was written one sentence at a time, by many different people.
Each sentence was submitted separately and chosen by community vote before the next one could be written. Nobody knew how it would end.
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Each sentence was submitted separately and chosen by community vote before the next one could be written. Nobody knew how it would end.
Read the Korean original →
I dragged my body, weighed down by that shaggy tuft of feathers, up to the rooftop.
Rather than looking down, I looked up—the blue, endless sky, with lazy clouds drifting across it.
Could it be that now, finally, I can touch that sky I've yearned for so long?
The moment I spread my wings, I became the sky at last.
Multilingual relay writing is being prepared.
For now this page is read-only. Participation happens on the Korean site, where each sentence is written and voted on by a different person.
For now this page is read-only. Participation happens on the Korean site, where each sentence is written and voted on by a different person.