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Sitting on the pier of Port Avanthyr watching the sunset she lets a tear fall down a scaled cheek. A sudden movement of white catches her attention, a gull diving towards the sea swooping at the last second, causing her to smile. Closing her eyes she leans her head back and tries to imagine what it would be like to fly, to have wings of her own....
~ She is falling, a mass of white and black speeding toward her at a pace that would shatter any living being. She notices a ledge and angles toward it. The muscles in her back relax for a moment then scream in strain the next, her speed greatly reduced but still at a neck breaking pace. At the last moment her body rolls and she shoots past the ledge, her hand glances something cold.~
Her body jumps, tensing, as she opens her eyes looking around confused. The cry of a gull causes her to look up sharply, this inturn causes her to groan from the quick movement and the tight muscles in her neck and back. Standing slowly she sways as if drunk, shaking her head to clear it of a faded dream or memory she can't seem to recall now, she begins to walk to the inn as the sun had set while she dreamt.
~ She is falling, a mass of white and black speeding toward her at a pace that would shatter any living being. She notices a ledge and angles toward it. The muscles in her back relax for a moment then scream in strain the next, her speed greatly reduced but still at a neck breaking pace. At the last moment her body rolls and she shoots past the ledge, her hand glances something cold.~
Her body jumps, tensing, as she opens her eyes looking around confused. The cry of a gull causes her to look up sharply, this inturn causes her to groan from the quick movement and the tight muscles in her neck and back. Standing slowly she sways as if drunk, shaking her head to clear it of a faded dream or memory she can't seem to recall now, she begins to walk to the inn as the sun had set while she dreamt.