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I press down on the speed peddle and speak into the small microphone attached to my bright red flying helmet. "I'm gaining on them." I say. I feel exhilarated. The race has been full of excitement, and I am sweaty from the heat if the tiny …
I have never seen a moonbeam as it crosses the sea, or watched as a falcon flew down to me. I have never changed a dream because I wanted too, at least, not till I met you.
Kima is flying. Not actually of corse, it just feels like it. She is actually just running, her bare feet pounding the earth, her long light brown hair streaming behind her. Lance is trying to pass her. He has never seen her run this fast.…