The Freedom of Flying\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clam\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abril was amazed by the fairy kingdom; everywhere she looked, there was beauty. Maya and the others insisted that the place was dangerous, but no matter how much she looked, Abril couldn\u2019t understand why. While she was stroking the fur of her winged horse, Maya approached her and\u00a0<\/p>\n
said, \u201cI\u2019ll teach you how to ride it, it\u2019s not that difficult, you\u2019ll see.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan jumped in again. \u201cThat\u2019s dangerous, I\u2019ll go with her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not possible, only one can ride at a time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRelax, she\u2019ll be fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dantriel put his hand on Ethan\u2019s shoulder and said, Calm down, don\u2019t exaggerate things.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya taught Abril the correct way to ride the winged horse and how to hold on when it took flight. Cassian had listened to Maya\u2019s explanation, so he did the same. Everyone mounted their winged\u00a0<\/p>\n
horses. Ethan was the only one left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you plan to walk the rest of the way?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan didn\u2019t respond. Maya thought, \u201cWhy is he so stubborn?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, let me tell you that there\u2019s a long way to the land of the fairies. At a brisk pace, it\u2019ll take you half a day, and that\u2019s if you don\u2019t get lost, so why don\u2019t you stop being so pigheaded and ride one of\u00a0<\/p>\n
these horses?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t like being in the air depending on a fierce and wild animal that could drop me at any\u00a0<\/p>\n
moment.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you afraid of heights?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t say that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen stop complaining and get on one of those horses before they leave; they won\u2019t be in this meadow all day, and we won\u2019t wait for you to decide to ride one of those horses.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan seemed reluctant to ride one of the horses. Abril said to him while stroking the back of her horse, \u201cI don\u2019t think these horses are as dangerous as you think, why don\u2019t you try to get close to\u00a0<\/p>\n
them?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, I\u2019ll try.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan replied, although he still didn\u2019t look very convinced about doing it. Abril wondered if there was another reason why he refused to ride one of those horses. Ethan broke off a branch from one\u00a0<\/p>\n
from of the bushes and brought it closer to one of the horses; several of the horses moved away\u00a0<\/p>\n
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him, but there was one that approached, a brown horse. It began to eat from his hand; Ethan\u00a0<\/p>\n
stayed very still. Abril said to him, \u201cTry to touch it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan stroked the horse\u2019s muzzle, and to his surprise, the horse let him. He looked at Abril, and she\u00a0<\/p>\n
said with a sweet smile, \u201cYou see, they\u2019re not as fierce as you thought. It seems to like you, I\u2019m sure\u00a0<\/p>\n
it\u2019ll let you ride it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan kept looking at her beautiful smile, and for a moment, it was as if he was seeing Sophia. Her smile, expression, and physique were almost identical, which is why he often confused them, but he knew that this was not his beloved Sophia but her daughter. He had been reminding himself repeatedly, but even so, he couldn\u2019t help his heart from racing every time he saw her, every time he heard her voice and saw her smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ethan got on the horse, everyone started to rise into the sky, and it was at that precise moment that Ethan remembered the real reason why he had refused to ride those winged horses. He hated heights; he felt as if his stomach dropped suddenly and then rose again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn it, why did I let myself get talked into this madness?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The higher the horse climbed, the more terrified Ethan became. He clung tightly to the horse\u2019s neck and closed his eyes, longing to be back on solid ground. He opened his eyes for a moment to see how Abril was doing; he was terrified and felt like his heart was in his throat, but for Abril, it was the complete opposite. She seemed to be reveling in the ride.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the first time in her life, as she soared through the skies, Abril felt what true freedom was. She loved the sensation of freedom, the absence of limits and barriers, and the fierce joy she felt while flying. With the wind blowing her reddish hair back and caressing her cheeks, she wished she could stay that way forever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She loved seeing every detail of the landscape. It was amazing to see everything from above, to view the world from another perspective. She could forget all she\u2019d been through; the pain, the problems, the suffering, and live in the moment. She was intoxicated by the new sensations within her, drunk on the freedom that flying gave her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI wish I could stay this way forever.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She thought as she extended her arms, feeling the air envelop them, the wind\u2019s roar, and the sun\u2019s gentle rays warming her. She was so absorbed in all of this that she didn\u2019t hear Maya\u2019s shouts,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAbril, don\u2019t do that! You could fall. Hold on!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t until after several shouts that she heard them and held onto the horse properly. For a moment, she had worried the others; they were scared she might fall, but even if it was selfish, she didn\u2019t care. In reality, she longed to do it again, but she didn\u2019t want to drive the others crazy. So she limited herself to watching the landscape, the mountains, the valleys, the colorful trees and flowers, and the meadows covered in grass that seemed as soft and pleasant as a carpet. That\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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