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The First Flight rena
Faelis stood near the back of the line nervously smoothing down the feathers at the tip of her wing that always stood up. She watched classmate after classmate stand at the very tip of the large oak branch and take the leap of their lives into open air. Then, just as you thought they were surely going to plummet down to the earth, they uncurled their light wings and glide gracefully to the other tree branch where other friends were waiting to congratulate them on their first flight. “That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Faelis heard them tell each other over and over again. They laughed off their fear and exhilaration at those yet to go. The line pushed forward as the instructor waved her friend forward. Gabrielle’s long back hair was tied back in a bun to avoid it getting in her face, and Faelis could see her shaking. She watched her take a deep breath and plunge into the open air. Faelis gasped with the rest of the class as she failed to lift up when they were supposed to. She was sure that she’d hit the ground before anyone could catch her in time, but she let her breath go. Gabrielle had managed to get her wings undone in time to float to the other side where everyone stood. She landed, still shaking, on the other side and was greeted by pats on the back and jokes from the others. Faelis sighed in relief as her friend turned back to watch for her, and then realized there were only five people to go. The next few went without incident, and when she got closer, she peered over the edge. Her panic rose to a new level as she saw just how high up they were. A true fairy is not afraid of heights, she told herself over and over again, but it did little to help. She preferred to keep her feet planted firmly on the ground and did not see the point of this test anyway. Now there was only one person between her and the branch and she resumed her nervous smoothing of her wings. She watched as the girl jumped, unfolded her wings, and glided smoothly to the other side perfectly like the others had done. It was her turn, she realized with a sickening jolt. The teacher nodded gruffly for her to step up, and she hesitated for a moment. She lingered on the thought of remaining safely on the tree, but knew she could not back down. She put one foot in front of the other and found herself at the very edge of the branch all too soon. She breathed deeply as she gazed over the impossible distance to her destination, where her friends stood calling her name and yelling, “just get it over with.” Not a very reassuring notion, she thought. She let out another deep breath in an attempt to calm herself and took one last look behind her. She closed her eyes, and jumped. She expected a wild of torrent of wind to come rushing up into her face but in the moment of when her body left the solid wood, there was a moment of clarity she’d never felt before and everything fell into place. Her wings unfolded of their own accord and before she knew it, she was being congratulated on the other branch. It really wasn’t so bad, she thought. The moment of complete silence still lingered in her mind as she waited with the other girls for the last few to fly over. She couldn’t forget the split second where everything just came into what it was meant to be. She smiled. Maybe flying wasn’t that bad after all.
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