May. 18th, 2008

mycursedface: (spread my wings (and hope not to crash))
from here:

The door slams behind Medusa, but she doesn't stop running.

(need air needair need to breathe)


Instead she, like any other bird would, uses her momentum to jump, to launch herself in the air with her wings pulling back and slamming against the air as hard as she can to leave the tug of the Earth.

(the sky is cloudy when she leaves the bar, the air warm in the late afternoon.

she doesn't notice)

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