Open//Adabel)) It felt SO good to be outside in the open air, my wings stretched out behind me. The birds were beautiful, and I strived to be graceful like them. I missed Chloe, oddly. She was the rat in my cell that never attacked. She'd come in and sit, I'd talk to her and I wouldn't go mad. She reminded me of my sister, or at least the memory of my sister. I could always talk to her. A twig snaps and I spin around, alert when you appear out of the shadows.