You'd give your life you'd sell your soul

ooc: Osprey's 100th post goes to you. :)

Osprey dreamed of flying. First she was running a narrow mountain path, going faster and faster with each step and all of a sudden the edge appeared. But she didn't stop there, didn't even give a second thought - she closed her eyes and made the leap of faith. At the back of the mind it occurred to her that this brief moment of freedom would not last long and would probably cost her life, but the feeling was so exciting and overwhelming at the same time, that she was willing to trade everything for that. The fall didn't follow, she hovered in the air and looked around. The sight was so different from above. Then...

"Osprey..." this was not a voice in the dream, this came from reality. The realization that this wonderful dream would be taken away from her seemed so unfair that she whimpered, trying to grasp the last bits and pieces of it to keep it together and yet failing miserably at it. She opened her eyes and blinked against the bright sunlight. Much to her disappointment - still lying on the ground, while the sky was as unreachable as ever.

She rolled on her belly and looked up to see, who had awoken her and froze. "Atticus..." she said slowly, but didn't get up to her feet to go and greet him. Osprey had made Peregrine promise that he wouldn't try to solve the odd situation between her and their brother, that she would do it on her own and yet... now that she had met him face to face, she didn't know, what to do. Unlike when she had had her reunion with Perry and Crete, she didn't feel like she had met a well-known and loved friend now.

Atticus looked just the same, but over these two months, since she had been here, every little thing she had heard about him here seemed to tell that she hadn't known him at all. Let alone the fact that he had had time for so many people and had never come to say a hello to her. He was a stranger. "So you finally came," she said, her voice cold. "Had a good time solving complicated stuff?"