The Edge of Heaven by sita
High from the heavens he stares down. Behind him brightness and predictability, and ahead, nothing but clouds and darkness
and the curiosity burning deep inside his heart. But falling through those clouds, he is suddenly gripped with fear. His
feathers scatter the sky, blowing further away in the wind. Until they all disappeared, until the
shimmering light faded, until the darkness surrounded him. Until
he reached the other side as nothing more than a man.