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Fremea looks intrigued by this comment. "Learn to fly?" Fremea shakes her head a little, forcing the thought to coalesce. "There are ways to do it magically, is that what you mean? Or want to have wings? Not so sure about that part. And not allowed? That part
just doesn't make sense. Do what you want, or maybe you are under a curse? Maybe Awarn can take a look."<br>
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Tsia pauses torn inside if to answer or ask, "I want to learn to fly, I thnk I might be able to, the Kami didn't say I couldn't. But things are," as she pauses, "I don't know if I'm allowed," she whispers.
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Fremea stares at the one eye woman with a startled look. No one ever asked her how flying is. Especially a human. She never thought about it before, it just always was and is what she does. "I do not know any different. It has always been that I do fly, can
you think of what it would be like to walk with a different body? I can only say it is a pity that your kind has no concept of flying, cause then I would not have to hid my ability so others are not scared of me."</div>
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She pauses a moment in thought, damn you Arawn. She remembers her own escape for a moment and thinks how it would not really have matter if she had flown or walked to get out, she just know she had to leave, even if she didn't understand that she could have
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"Yes, flying to escape is useful, though sometimes it is best to be hidden instead. You are exposed when in the air, no real place to hid and if you are slow there are many things that can catch you." She remembers that lesson well. She shivers. "It is best
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<div style="font-family:arial black,sans-serif;font-size:large">Tsia watches Framea as they wait at the gate and tilts her head curiously, "What is it like?" she muses "to fly with such a small body? Is it hard?" she holds out her hands imploringly, "I do
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