Wings and Other Unfamiliar Terrain
Delusion, daydream, or nightmare? What I am now experiencing could be described as any of those, or none of them. But on the off chance that this is real. That if I have been plucked from my rightful place and augmented with strange tiny wings, I have decided to write my experiences into this book. As I cannot account for my transit to this strange place, I cannot allow more of my memories to be lost. Today I am awake and the world is strange. I am alone in the woods and searching for civilization.