Prima

[Carnelia]

The first time we flew together, I was terrified, screaming, and tied to a cart. The last time we flew together, we were falling, both of us injured and broken when we reached the bottom.

This time we are soaring.

Primus is in his usual form, a creature somewhere in between a drake and a man, holding me tightly against his chest. We are gliding on the wind as his wings hold us both aloft as we head away from Crimson and head down the coast. Whatever fear I might have felt at flying has completely disappeared as the sound of his wings and the beating of his heart so close to my own brings me peace. 

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