I had it all and I was great.
The resources to do as I wanted. The mind to create what I needed. The soul to share with the world. The heart to go where no one has.
But now, at this height, I am doomed.
For I have neither wings, nor feathers.
This story was inspired by the #zapfic challenge of @felt.buzz:
@felt.buzz/zapfic-contest-tell-me-a-tale-in-240-characters-or-less-results-of-last-week-and-new-prompt-h6685cwq
The prompt this time was 'bird'.
You know, we can fly together...
Yours,
Manol