Wings in the Morning Dew

Wings in the Morning Dew

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Wait?! Were those feathers? I couldn't believe it. I had somehow managed to take a bird out along with me. Hannah was going to kill me. Well I suppose I had managed that myself. Then again the wings were bigger than a birds. A lot bigger. And shining? Why is there white shining wings above me? And why hasn't everything gone black? Alexa. How long does it take to hit the ground if you jump from a 4-story building? Not this long for sure. Now that I thought about it I had stopped falling awhile ago. I was in midair. Sort of just...floating? Well today just wasn't my day. As I looked up from where my previously flailing limbs were, I find the source of those seriously-too-bright wings. A guy. My age. With a brilliant smile to match those white wings. And cue in the darkness.
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