xWonderAlicex
I stumbled through the thick woods tripping over several roots, branches and rocks.
I finally sat down, satisfied at not hearing them following me.
Truthfully, I had stopped hearing them hours ago, but scared, I ran and ran and ran until I couldn't anymore.
I looked down at my folded hands which were resting in my lap.
Wings changed your whole life. I thought of when I was really young, three or four, with white fluffy soft wings. When I was just about thirteen, running through the meadow and surrounding woods with my friends. And later that year, playing in the swamp near my friend, Sabrina's house. When I grew a bit older, fourteen, and wood sit alone in the woods at night and make flower bloom and change color. Not being very powerful, I could only do one at a time, and by the time I was done with a second one, the first one would be already closed up.
And then I thought of myself now. A broken wing, bloody nose, shattered knuckles and despair and fear wherever I went. The last one wasn't necessarily completely my fault, but it still made me sad, thinking of all the past happy memories.
I hadn't realized I'd been fisting my hands so tight until I saw the red teardrop shaped blood run down my arms. I quickly undo them and see the marks of my nails.
I hear the pound of feet and barks of dogs and do the only thing I, a fairy with a broken wing, can do.
I run.
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