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[aikonamika]

There's a storm outside

My wings are shivering

I want to fly

The dragons are calling me

Sweet sing-song roars and death and destruction and life-giving light

Rain on my feathers and on the leathers of my wings

A roar of a storm dragon sings my name

The rain dances like an ancient shaman, calling them here

calling them welcoming them

calling me out into the thunder and lightning

I'll scream and scream and it will never be enough

I'm straining for the heavens

Wings stretched upward, but I'm chained to the ground

Chains of my own making

"I don't want to get wet"

"It's cold out there"

Maybe

Just maybe

I should forget all of that for a while

And go out

And fly in the storm