i miss my wings. i can still feel them, stretching to catch the air currents, the way the snow stuck to them, brushing them against others'. i miss the freeze of the ice kingdom, the beauty of the palace, the ice block that i would sleep on. i miss the others in my winglet — Qibli, Moon, Kinkajou, Turtle, even Peril. i miss flying. i keep staring up at the open sky and wishing i could just take off and leave, fly far far away back home.
-a wings of fire Winter kin
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