A Girl Maid Of Feathers

Athena was her name Athena Athena, the girl made up of owl feathers and named after the goddess she prayed to. As he looked forward with his lightening colored eyes. a tall girl danced playfully with a shorter person all in sunlight as the other girls with a white feathered tattoo and a crown of feathers on her head. As she spun the person around the wind ruffled their curly short hair or what they had left the person had decided randomly they wanted a change so they had come up to him.

he watched with his clear eyes, saw the girl with short dark blue and white hair, as her grey eyes caught his and she dropped down next to him as she saw her eyes go back to the person around in circles a pencel in there hand as it twisted in and out of there hand. " So what are you thinking about?" she said as he felt her head settle on his shoulder.

" nothing, well nothing that is of importance," he said as he turned his head slightly hearing a small laugh from her " what funny"

" Nothing your hair is itching my face," Athena said as she reached up and moved his matcha green hair, tucking it behind his ear so she was able to see his glass clear eyes. " there less itchy," she thought she saw a light blush to his cheeks as she looked back drown at the ground and sighed. then pushed herself up and reached for his ringed hand as she pulled him up he was caught off guard and almost ran straight into her as he got his balance.

" We should join them before they walk enough circles to tire themself out and make themself dizzy," Athena said as she gripped his hand and ran forward causing him to jerk forward as she laughed at the look of surprise on his face a peach color coming to his cheeks. " are you good your cheeks almost look like strawberry with your little freckles taking her hand tracing the tiny spots on his cheeks " you know you could make constellation out of your freckles if you wish, there almost as pretty as your eyes" she turned and let go of his wrist after realizing there was deftly no room for god although she was not religious in that way.

" Athena," he said as she turned to look at him and stop stepping forward as he saw the sun was going down slowly " Do you ever wonder what it would have been like if we were normal, not unique"

" No I love my wings, they keep me warm, I can fly & they protect me if anyone gets too near. what about you?" Athena said she saw his eyes go to the person over by the cliff. he then caught her eyes again and once again Athena wondered what was going on in there he had always been a little odd. but she just turned and drop-down next to the person with short light-colored hair who was talking her pencil and tracing the clouds as if to make a shape out of them.

" Athena, if we can't go back where are we going," they said as their eyes went to hers.

" where ever we go next, where our abilities are not cures," said the boy as he taped Athena on the back where her owl wings tattoo sat ready to flutter into real ones.