She looks down into the inky abyss, tears filling her eyes. She blinks them back and grabs tighter to the bar, the only thing keeping her up. She musters up the strength and pulls her self back up. With the knowledge that her death will be her own she jumps in. The stumps where her wings should be, aching at the feeling of uselessness.
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De TodoI personally have dealt with major writer's block. This story is meant for prompts and not the kind that you had in 3rd grade. Enjoy!
