A lot of human stuff I've seen has wings and flying as a symbol of freedom, it seems.
I just read a book, The Dawn Tropius, which had a human protagonist going on an adventure to follow a Tropius they saw flying over them one morning.
The book kept using phrases like "free as a flying-type" and "on the wings of freedom".
At the end of the book, the human decides to leave their home behind forever, and go out to live in the wilderness. "To be as free as the dawn Tropius," the book put it.
I don't understand.
Humans can do so many amazing things. They have so many amazing things.
Why would someone give it all up?
I don't want to be like the dawn Tropius.
I want to be as free as a human.














