Fly

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Today was the day, the day that she'd once again be able to free run. It was a hobby that she had long missed, but with her wrist fully healed, she was good to go. She had never been good at wall climbing, in fact, it was that very act that sprained her wrist in the first place. Melody was however gifted in jumping far and high, and she couldn't lie, the feeling of the world rushing past her was exhilarating. Once the sun had finally set in her city, she shimmied her way out her bedroom window and onto the fire escape, ready to fly once again.

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