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The Birdcage Princess
100 Faces in 100 Stories — No12
Jan 13, 2023
I was the first one you chose. My feathers were the colors of a morning sky, the first blush of sunrise, the last kiss of moonlight.
Your fingertips brushed against me, and my wings stretched to become limbs.
Soon enough I stood on human legs and stared with eyes that suddenly saw so much less.
“What have you done?” I spoke in a voice that wasn’t birdsong.
You smiled as if you were pleased. “You’ve become magic incarnate.”
I stared because now I knew the weight of human arrogance.
I would never know what it was like to fly again.
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