This is the prologue. I know it should be the first chapter but I do things my own way just deal with it.

Running around my foster home with my wings dragging on the ground, packing my bags, and collecting my belongings, I notice the excitement bubbling inside of my stomach. My foster family couldn't stand my wings and decided they can't care for me. They told me the foster home they found has a set of twins who also have wings. When my ride arrives, I rush out the door and jump into the car that is hovering about a foot off the hot ground. The city of Acolas races past my window as the car goes down the road.

Failure, mistake, disappointment, freak: the words a mantra in my head. Sitting on the tiny bed in my cramped room with my wings wrapped around the twins. My mind goes to thoughts of freedom and peace knowing that I will never escape. The door, locked from the outside is a constant reminder of my diminishing hope of ever finding a family who loves me. Laying down on my bed, careful not to wake the sleeping bodies around me, I close my eyes, letting the darkness wash over me sending me into a dreamless sleep.

Thanks for reading. Next chapter is longer.

Asya Esenia Romanova-Barnes