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alexicrowcrow · 3 years
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TAKING FLIGHT
I was given the uncanny gift of flight. A marvel and a wonder of travel it is, from one universe, and one spectrum to another. But it is still difficult at times, for the wind could sometimes pull me, and un-end me, and leave me falling from the sky. The etheric is a place where I could learn how to mount the obstacles of different realms and existences, and learn to use my knowledge on Earth.
The air was thick with weighted clouds surrounded by a dense white mist. I was not sure what my destination would be, but I was traveling fast. I sensed a power descending upon me from behind. I could feel it trying to over-power me, and as it got closer, I could feel its warm breath against me. I was in eminent danger, and I had to get out of there. As I leaped forward to make my escape, a weight pushed me down. As I spiraled downward, I landed with a thud, in a deep Sahara sand. It was then that I realized that in order to escape from its clutches, I needed to climb my way to the top of a dune.
Instead of attacking me, I could feel it move past me, leaving me in a trail of sand, dust and wind. I edged my way up, clawing the sand to the top of the ridge where a cage stood. Inside the opened cage a lion sat waiting for me.
But I was not afraid. I looked the lion directly in the eyes, and had no fear, because the lion was me, and I was the lion. In that moment, I had the courage and strength of a lion and the power to confront and overcome any obstacle.
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