Helle stood on the roof, spread his wings, and looked out into the dark night. Doctor Hart, by then, was far behind him, and the city very close.
Helle fiiel sku studo, muxel dasil se thes, me mem’ ehelle abe ‘tulel. Hart-Kor, usudit, xutsel doste them kefi, me fuji jau semi.
decided to write some dorky sentence in one of my very very very very very very new and lazy attempts at conlangs ;+o