my spirit's veering flight
like swallows under evening skies.
like swallows under evening skies.
Wary, Samaira slowly pushed herself to standing. There was no answer to her query but she dared not let her guard down. It could have just been an animal, there was no telling what creatures called this unfamiliar place ome. Her heart had almost returned to its normal pace when suddenly someone crashed through the canopy above, hitting the ground with such force she felt it vibrate through her bones.
Her heart immediately kicked back into high gear, beating ferociously in her chest. Samaira stepped back, her muscles bunching, preparing to run. Or fight, if she had to, though she didn’t know how. Then, oh but then Samaira saw them. In her shock she hadn’t thought about it, how they had arrived from the sky. But this stranger, whoever they were, had wings.
The other equine, a woman, spoke and Samaira took a cautious step closer. “You… you fly?” She couldn’t believe it. Her mind simply couldn’t comprehend that someone else out there was like her. “Are you a prisoner? I… I can’t believe that you’re alive! That you still have your wings.” Her heart seemed to beat more quickly, her breath coming more rapidly. Her whole life she’d been completely alone, and now?
Suddenly, Samaira felt a little like she wasn’t quite here, her vision darkening at the edges, her breathing becoming quick and shallow. She braced herself against a tree and tried to settle her racing heart. She had never met another pegasus, not truly, even as she thought of Cassius and his wings made of smoke and forbidden magic. The more she thought about it, the less she believed it. This was all too good to be true.
Another pegasus out of nowhere, here to rescue her? “Did they bribe you somehow? Did they tell you that they would spare your life if you lured others like you to them?” Samaira pushed away from the tree, ignoring the questions that the other woman asked her. She cocked her good wing defensively into the air, her damaged one still sitting awkwardly at her side. “Well?” Something just wasn’t right here.
Her heart immediately kicked back into high gear, beating ferociously in her chest. Samaira stepped back, her muscles bunching, preparing to run. Or fight, if she had to, though she didn’t know how. Then, oh but then Samaira saw them. In her shock she hadn’t thought about it, how they had arrived from the sky. But this stranger, whoever they were, had wings.
The other equine, a woman, spoke and Samaira took a cautious step closer. “You… you fly?” She couldn’t believe it. Her mind simply couldn’t comprehend that someone else out there was like her. “Are you a prisoner? I… I can’t believe that you’re alive! That you still have your wings.” Her heart seemed to beat more quickly, her breath coming more rapidly. Her whole life she’d been completely alone, and now?
Suddenly, Samaira felt a little like she wasn’t quite here, her vision darkening at the edges, her breathing becoming quick and shallow. She braced herself against a tree and tried to settle her racing heart. She had never met another pegasus, not truly, even as she thought of Cassius and his wings made of smoke and forbidden magic. The more she thought about it, the less she believed it. This was all too good to be true.
Another pegasus out of nowhere, here to rescue her? “Did they bribe you somehow? Did they tell you that they would spare your life if you lured others like you to them?” Samaira pushed away from the tree, ignoring the questions that the other woman asked her. She cocked her good wing defensively into the air, her damaged one still sitting awkwardly at her side. “Well?” Something just wasn’t right here.
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we'll fulfill our dreams
and we'll be free
