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WindWings
*sigh*
Watching the sky during a beautiful sunny day always makes me feels at peace. I love it best when the thick columbus clouds come by. I concentrate reeeaal hard and move my shoulders slightly. I can feel the breeze caress by back, swirl around my shoulders and i smile as my wings, made from the wind appear, the sensation of air-tipped feathers tickling my upper arms causes me to sigh in pleasure.
I move my shoulders back, focusing my wings to streach, hearing my spine crack and the wind as the ruffle of my feathers. They are long, this i know, cause i feel them slightly breeze my calfs. They are strong, for when i move them, the wind blows around my face, flinging my hair.
I pull them back, looking at the sky, and wishing, wishing so very much...that i was braver.
The clouds look like they'll be fun to fly through, so soft to sleep on, so cool to drink from....
*sigh* If only I was braver. If only I wasn't afraid to fly.
I stare at the sky, determined, flexing my shoulders again. The wind picks up, I feel my wings more. More solid...real?
I hear the feathers...MY feathers...more clearly. I look at the sky, the clouds, and smile. A wide, strange, smile.
" Sova!"
Suddenly, the air bursts around me, I tilt forward slightly as my wings just dissolves away and my back feels light...empty. I have lost my concentration, so I couldn't hold on to them, and the wind turns back, but not before i feel the single brush against my face and the gentle touch upon my lips.
I roll my eyes as i sigh again, with a gentle smile and an amused look towards the sky.
" Try again, later." I say, as i rise from the porch step and walk into the house.
And the wind whispers back.
8-30-05
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