Recap:
"Aural," she whispered as she stepped into the room, hoping that she was wrong and hoping that she was okay, as she needed to be. She was my only seed, my only child, my only daughter. "Aural," I whispered again but when I placed my hand on the bed, It was cold and I knew she had left a long while ago. "Aural!" I let out loudly, hoping that my child was safe. Hoping that she was in safe hands cause if she wasn't, it might as well kill have killed me.
Air, it felt good to feel the air, felt good to feel the breeze and to not drown in the fear that maybe she would fall to her death. She didn't and she wasn't. And that made her feel more and more alive. It made her feel freer and freer to just have her wings out, she nearly felt whole again. she nearly felt at peace again and that was what made her shed a tear.
