I soared through the air, my wings not moving much, just letting me glide through the dawn sky. My long waist-length hair cascaded back behind me, sending it's smooth ripples down my back and along my wings. Yeah, my big, black wings. This wasn't real. None of this was ever real: the wind whipping through my hair, my feeling of being so free it was nauseating. As much as I wanted it to be true, it wasn't real. [[sorry it was so short, it just wants to make you read more, though... if people like it I'll post the first chapter. tell me what you think!! ^^ by the way, the song is Vanilla Twilight by Owl City XD]] [[i'm posting the first chapter by request of Theah... here's a link to Theah's picture of Zara -> http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/Theah/829796 ]]
