Diego took off with a strong flap of his wings, and the strong wind blew, making my skin crawl. I turned my shining eyes to the ground, where Gabriel was looking in my direction, but after a second of turning around, he disappeared into the dark tunnel. My heart leapt with joy that I was finally free, but one question kept nagging at the back of my mind. Why did Gabriel help me? Why did he tell me to remember that he was bad? Dark people don't help good people, am I wrong? With these thoughts I flew high, higher than the treetops, almost seeming to reach the white clouds with my fingertips. The view was breathtaking, with forests, meadows and mountains on the horizon. The sky was shining with the rain, and the stars were twinkling behind the clouds. A cool breeze danced through my hair and
