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Air hit my lungs like a train; the warmth of it was painful as it forced its way into my frozen lungs. I coughed, and water flowed from my mouth. I struggled to open my eyes, and I saw jet black fluid pooled beneath me. I choked down air as quickly as I could. With the air came fire. It hurt like hell. My fingers felt like they were submerged in flame, my wings blistering as my toes melted. Through the pain, I tried to take in my surroundings. I saw a sandy path covered in dappled sunlight, I heard birds.
I was home.
Well, not quite. I had to get through the gate before I would be safe and in my current condition, there was no way I could walk there. So I did what I had to do. I crawled.
Unfortunately, I am no stranger to crawling. The last time I'd had to crawl like thi
