Your wings are broken.
You struggle to fly.
To feel the relief of freedom.
You feel trapped, stuck in a world of darkness.
Soon, little one, you will fly.
You will feel the wind brushing past you.
The air soften and clear up, allowing you to breath.
You will fly away from here, your wings healed.
You will feel the sweet release of freedom.
You'll soon be free, able to fly away and forget about the world of darkness.
You'll enter a world of light.