Meryl couldn’t fly. She couldn’t use space magic either. She had only learned basic movement and couldn’t even lift herself off the ground. Still, her heart took over her logic and she finally lifted herself off the ground.
Flying was by no means an easy feat. Even if one could lift oneself off the ground, it was only the first step. Meryl found that out the hard way when she had to fight the anxiety of being separated from the safety of the ground while she aimed to save the child at such high speeds.
At that moment, Meryl was incredibly scared.
‘Don’t be frightened child. I’m still here. Breathe.’
“Mother?”
‘I couldn’t teach you to fly so I’m grateful for this opportunity. Trust in your wings. Spread them straight.’
Listening to the voice inside her head, she spread her wings.
