I'm not a girl with a lot of regrets.

But last time they let me have wings.

No, not symbolic wings. Real, actual, literal wings! Ebony black shining ones that hardly weighed anything at all. I don't recall knocking over any chairs when I sat down or having any problems with clothing. They never got in the way. They were part of me.
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We are in the process of reclaiming a large section of future real estate that has been abandoned. It looks no different from those sections that have been rendered uninhabitable by war or radiation. The only difference is the knowledge that these places are still liveable, if someone would come along and patch the holes in the roofs and shore up ( Read more... )