The only thing he wants is to fly. He is walking through the dreey wood. He wishes he could start over. He sees something ahead. Something covered in blood. He walks to it. He sees her. She looks at him with sad eyes. She says help me. He takes her bloody hand in his. And says come with me. And they fly. They fly so high. To the heavons. The blood on her body disapears. Her scars go away. You can see skin so fine. Her beautiful hazel eyes and blonde hair shows of joy. She is once a princess again. She smiles in happyness and joy. He looks at her, she looks at him. They Fly.
