Away you say. Ok.
The wind gusts you back high up and once again you see the far lands layed out before you. And you feel...
KAW
Suddenly, a mighty bird rips you from the winds gracious hands. Violently it rips you from the one thing you hold dear. It takes you far away from eveything the wind showed you. As it drags you in the air you relize somthing. The same love and gifts the wind once blessed you with it has also given this avian adulterer.
You hang there by your capture's talons, bitterly.
It brings you to it simple nest atop a tree where another "great" bird waits. They shove you violently between some of the interlocking twigs making up their simple home. Every now and again the wind teases you with a small breeze. But you won't humor it. You live with the hawks now. They are your new friends. You don't need the wind. In fact your better of with it.
Yeah. Your better off without it.
Photo Credit: Andy Morffew
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