Yo, Davepeta. Been out flying since you crash landed back into the land of the living?
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TC: did you know that wild birds with compound fractures seldom fly again???
TC: i cant find a reliable statistic but thats furom wildlife rescues who actually kno what they are doin and not just usin some quick n dirty wooden dowels that bro found covered in dust in the attic and some tape
TC: i mean im not just a bird and magic sprite shit had to count for somefang in the beginning but
TC: it might still be too soon
TC: espurrcially since i would i n33d to throw myself off the building or at the very least furom the broadcast tower if i wanted to test it and idunno bout mew but im not quite ready to throw myself into metafurical sun again
TC: sides bro would purrobably kill me
You look out over the darkened cityscape. At the distant light of helicopters responding to some traffic accident. Listen to the sound of sirens in the night. The shadowed buildings are dotted with lights, some bright, some dim, but all evidence of other lives moving on around you.
Would it even be safe to fly here, even if you could? In the middle of a city of concrete and glass and lights that never truly sleeps? If you assume this shit is real, and not some dying fever dream as the black-hole stretched your final moments into an eternity, then you have to consider the consequences of flaunting your alien nature in a potentially mundane as hell city and all the lovely baggage that comes with it.
...Bro’s paranoia might be getting to you.
