As it stands, you see the outline, a vague impression of what the story tells. Behind large feathered white wings hides the truth of their world, but every day its plucked revealing more and more. The moon paints their world in trouble and takes what they've misused, their only choice of peace gone. Every secret slips out, blood and death placed on hold, their only choice for an answer, war, but are they willing to pay the price.
Hi! This is kera, an editor of the international writing contest SWA II. I believe your book has great potential, so I invited you to join in a week ago. Please reply to me so I can discuss this with you in detail.