The ground. Isnt it beautiful from up here? I thought. The green of the surface changed and mottled like human skin. Different shades and bumps all over. The glittering of the blue ocean was just on the edge of my vision. i could smell the saltiness from here. as i face my head into the wind, it ruffles the feathers of my face. The occasional cloud pasted in front of my perfect view of the ocean. Almost there. The clouds werent so bad. Their puffy soft look was deceiving, but it was pleasant to race past them and cut their shape with my wing, designing my own shape. And diving through them was the only quick way to a bath, to clean up as I flew. My journey was almost over. Once at the ocean I would fly till I reached an island. Dont ask me how I knew, I just did. As I sped towards the ocean. A shadow descended on me. Cutting off the warmth of the sun. Maybe I wont get to see the island this year after all. Disappointed as the wingbeats were closing in. Not today. As I dived towards the sandy ground. The predator followed. Its weight caused it to close he distance between us. I furl my wings closer, pulling away from it again. The dunes rusted to meet us. I can see the grass blades individually now. A few more seconds. I pull up. Causing the predatory I fluster and pull up to. I come in to land on the dune. Straight in the ground. As my form starts to change. My outline is broken up, and fuzzes. My wings grow and lose feathers. My tail disappears all together. My legs grow and my claws are replaced by toes. The feeling of fingers instead of feathers was a weird one. I couldnt feel he air currents as well anymore. The biggest change was my face. My beak shrunk and formed a soft rounded nose. And lipped mouth. My eyes lost their clarity; its been a long time since Ive been in this form. No having any clothes to cover my self, I shout BOO! At the bigger bird that was chasing me. As it squawked and flew off in fright I turn my back and start walking down the beach. Not caring about my nakedness. That poor bird, I wouldnt have known what to do. It wouldnt comprehend what I did. What I am. How could it. Its only a osprey. And me... Well Im one of a kind. Not for much longer though. Im going to that island. I will Free the Others! As I continue walking, feeling the sand and air of my skin, and hearing the chasing of the waves. I think about the others like me. Trapped in cages. No hope of escape. Except for me. Of course. I am going to free them. So they can fly with me. Be free, be my flock, where we belong, together.
Posted on: Sun, 02 Feb 2014 09:39:05 +0000
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