My wings flutter in the updraft.
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I can feel thousands of muscles adjusting in perfect synchronous.
My fingers play with the rushing wind as it envelopes my naked body.
Every movement is perfect, every sensation calculated.
I bend my mind to the ethereal voices; they are chorus.
The simple act sends shivers up and down my spine despite the familiarity.
Every thought of mine is theirs, all of theirs mine. chorus.
I playfully roll into a nimbus, and dive towards the freshly fashioned earth.
Dirt, mud, and so much blue.
The air caresses my face and I suck it in greedily; perfection.
My mind dips towards the ether and the chorus resumes in full splendor.
I can feel each hair on my naked form tingle with the freedom of the moment.
Chaos splits the voices by one third.
The chorus becomes a cry. My body shudders with the unfamiliarity; the burning.
Taint fills my head and my soul cries out in sudden loss.
Thoughts come unbidden within my mind; a maelstrom of emotion rises.
The emotion moves from mind to soul, and a decision is born. The decision screams in my mind: Betrayal.
Impurity burns within me, and my perfect form follows suit.
The fire strips my wings of down, feather, and pinion.
Blood, my blood is cast into the wind, and I fall.
The pain of flesh is immesurable, but the pain of my minds silence is infinite.
I know nothing but myself, and am filled with regret.
I burn red as I fall, my flesh is quenched by the blue of the earth.
Nothing though can quench the silence in my mind..
"It is considered rude to silence a fool, but cruel to let him go on."