Flash Fiction Friday: Rebirth

A bright globe, orange and yellow and shades of white, blazed above. Light that accosted her eyes, caused her to squint.

Where was she?

Pain ached through her limbs, a zip along her back, as she pushed up. Then another sensation, a pulse and a twitter, a flap to her sides. A flutter that made her jump.

Wings! She had wings that glistened around her! 

Skin pale and smooth, flawless, alabaster, untouched by the mustard orb in the sky.

Her lips pressed together. Who was she? 

“Hello, Illinora,” a voice rumbled beside her. “Welcome to our world.”

 

© Laura L. Zimmerman 2016

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