Random Writing

In the sky, the wind cold despite the sun. Same world but different side. Paper wall walked through, exposing a reality. Not good or bad, but there. No, it is good, would never undo, unwind the movie reel that ran the last six months. Haven’t touched the ground, nothing solid under my feet, and the fear of falling is very slowly melting away. Don’t trust my wings or the wind that supports them but won’t for a long time. Beyond being out of my element, it has changed completely. Judgment is still being learned, seeing mules as unicorns, mortals as wizards, and maybe eagles as crows.