Tulpa

I stared upward. For a moment I could see nothing, but then I made out against the starry background a point of light—very bright . . . and falling toward us.

It grew steadily larger and brighter. At first it looked like a bird, a dove perhaps, something feathered and white. Then a cry of wonder went up from those around us. I couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about. Why was everyone so excited?

Most birds, apart from corpse fowls, owls, and a few other species, roosted at night. But who knew what was normal in these northern climes? However, judging by the crowd’s reaction, this was something strange and wonderful, something that was worth dragging yourself from your bed at midnight for.

And then a shiver ran the length of my spine. I saw that it was not a bird after all.

This flying creature had a human shape!

“It looks like an angel!” Jenny exclaimed.

Starblade Book 1 Chapter 26