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Post by Max on Feb 12, 2013 15:50:28 GMT -5
After about two hours of writing, Blaine decided she needed a little fresh air. She needed to go to a place where she could be alone. A place where she could, well, "stretch her wings." Blaine hopped into her car and drove off. There was one place that came to mind and it was perfect.
Blaine turned on her radio an hummed along. She liked singing, but didn't want to be caught, which was pretty funny considering she's about to expose her secret to a little stretch of sand alongside a cliff of rocks she had discovered in the Caribbean when she was fourteen.Well maybe she didn't discover it, but she let herself think that.
Blaine finally found a clearing and she began to run. She jumped into air, snapped out her wings, and flew up into the air careful to be high enough for no one to see her but low enough for her not to get a bad burn.
Finally, she made it to the little island and landed. Blaine sat in the sand and let her wings stretch out. It felt good.
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