chapter 6
Solitude - a not so adventure.
Tybee Island. A small coastal barrier island off the coast of savannah. A popular tourist destination.
Why was i coming here? Well here wasn't what i was interested in. It was one of the many uninhabited islands off Tybee's coast.
I finally flapped to a drop-and-roll landing, stood up, and looked around. The island was very small, only a few thousand feet. (actually very small) it was mostly sand, with a few trees and a fresh water stream in its center. A long hammock was stretched across two palm trees.
I flopped down, pulled out my journal, and began to write.
"Journal entry 8:
Im here at the island, gonna fry me up some fish, but after that, what? I have done NOTHING of great importance ... ever. The most important thing i have ever done was rescue pets out of a tree. Meh. I am different from anyone else in he world. I am strong, a good fighter, and i can freaking FLY. I should be DOING things, HELPING people. I dont know, maybe i should go around kicking thieves and other bad guys. Maybe including joy and hope into some hopeless people...somehow. As long as i dont send them gibbering to a psych ward. On second thought...maybe i'll just do undercover work instead.
Fly on - Syn
I snap closed my journal, stand up, and walk over to a rock jutting out over the water. Overturning it, I find my stash of fishing gear.
I used it to catch a small fish, then lighting a fire, roasted some fine a la cart. Sitting down, I had a dinner of fried fish and power bars.
Then I settles down and crawled into my hammock for the night. It took me several hours to fall asleep.
I had a thick, dreamless night.
The next morning, I slid out of bed, (hammock?) groggy and uncoordinated. The flight away from the island was unsteady.
I was flying lower then usual, eager to get home, and not paying any attention to caution. I saw several people pointing at me, and I was sure that tomorrow's' newspaper would have reports of large new birds sighted over Savannah.
I landed to a quick hover-drop landing in my front yard, completely throwing caution to the wind. brushing myself off, I turned around. to see a person.
A human.
Staring straight at my wings.
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