She felt it before she saw the first clouds shadowing the horizon. The gentle breeze changed swiftly, picking up speed, gusting through her feathers, urging her, fly! fly!
Category: A Bird's-eye View, Literary Sojourns Tags: America, animals, bird, creative writing, drabble, ecosystem, flash-fiction, gull, nature
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