Blackfeather Woods the winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,

His heart stopped for a moment when Zephyr began to speak, and he held his breath when he paused. That moment of silence, as quick as it may have been, felt like an eternity. It’s clear there was something troubling his beloved, and Phillip worried over what it could be. He always did.

The answer, in reality, follows soon after and yet Phillip did not take a breath. He was left even more confused than before. A normal body.. what did he mean by that?

But it is normal, isn’t it? Phillip took in that long awaited breath. I-I mean, you don’t need to look like me to be normal.