She had learned to walk with eyes on the sky and feet firmly in the ground. She flew with her dreams so often, even the clouds had her footsteps marked on them. She always had wings in her spirit, now she’s got them inked on her chest and etched them deep into her soul.


“I am not going to hurt you” He said as he pulled her closer.She cringed. He was holding her a little to tight for her comfort.
“That is a very pretty tattoo you have there” He ran his finger on the treble clef made on her neck.
She couldn’t wait for it to be over.