when you speak dreams and reality collide
She runs as if her life depends on it.
Her body continues to ripple as she passes tree after tree. She can feel her coat changing as she moves, becoming coarse, becoming thick, becoming fine once again …
Once in a while she can feel something sprout from her back or scalp, only to melt away, but she doesn’t stop, doesn’t turn to look. No, she keeps running as fast as her legs can carry her, back to her family, back to Ruan and Reagan and Iasan …
But then, as she crosses the border something suddenly ripples in her feet and she falls, body rolling over root and bush. A scream rips from her throat as she falls - “Dad! Mom!” She’s never been so terrified in her life. What is happening to her?!
When her body finally slides to a stop she raises her head to look at her feet (her newly transparent wings aching from being battered during the fall), and is instantly frozen by what she sees. Instead of normal grey/brown hooves a pair of taloned raptors’ feet (like those of an eagle) are sprouting out of the ends of her dark legs. “Ahh!” She tries to force herself upward for a moment, but unused to such unusual feet as she is, she slips back to the ground. Her brown eyes turn to the surrounding foliage instead, hoping that her parents will have somehow heard her call. “Mom! Dad!” Maybe they’ll have some idea of what’s happening to her.
Her body continues to ripple as she passes tree after tree. She can feel her coat changing as she moves, becoming coarse, becoming thick, becoming fine once again …
Once in a while she can feel something sprout from her back or scalp, only to melt away, but she doesn’t stop, doesn’t turn to look. No, she keeps running as fast as her legs can carry her, back to her family, back to Ruan and Reagan and Iasan …
But then, as she crosses the border something suddenly ripples in her feet and she falls, body rolling over root and bush. A scream rips from her throat as she falls - “Dad! Mom!” She’s never been so terrified in her life. What is happening to her?!
When her body finally slides to a stop she raises her head to look at her feet (her newly transparent wings aching from being battered during the fall), and is instantly frozen by what she sees. Instead of normal grey/brown hooves a pair of taloned raptors’ feet (like those of an eagle) are sprouting out of the ends of her dark legs. “Ahh!” She tries to force herself upward for a moment, but unused to such unusual feet as she is, she slips back to the ground. Her brown eyes turn to the surrounding foliage instead, hoping that her parents will have somehow heard her call. “Mom! Dad!” Maybe they’ll have some idea of what’s happening to her.
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