Once upon a time…
they were folded wings, going all along her back, in silver and white patterns
huge and multicolored and beautiful
this tattoo had taken a few weeks to complete
a lot of pain
but it had been worth it, in the end
as she dreamed, she slept in her dream
and awoke
and felt an itching on her spine and shoulder blades
and as she walked towards the mirror, she noticed her shadow was different
larger
bulkier
and in her shock, her muscles spasmed and she swept around her room trying to see her back
she couldn’t
but she could see, on either side of her, massive wings, quivering with her tension and unfurling more and more as she watched
…the end
maybe she’s still sleeping.
or she flies already… nice…what a magical story..
Thanks Claudia! =)