Just when she felt she could go no further-when she could not breathe, nor see, nor move another inch-the beckoning world seemed to sweep her from her feet. Like wings it carried her, further, further, and further some more, until she knew that she would never stop. She was the wind. She was the sky. She was the stars. And she had found her place.
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