"I can't fly...my wings are made of glass." she turned around to look at him. She smiled sadly and leaned back. He ran up to her as she stumbled a little as her body tried to fight back. She fell and spread her wings wide, screaming as her eyes watered and tears fell upwards. Crack. A bit of glass shattered. Another bit. Another and another until her wings were wires with holes in them. She closed her eyes and let out a breath when suddenly the breath was knocked out of her. She was alive.