I groaned, rolled over, and sat up. Nothing broken. Not even the wings I'd forged from my dreams.
But they weren't strong enough to carry me.
I pulled myself back home, back to the workshop, and took them apart.
I'll take my dreams and turn them into wheels. They'll get me there.
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Micro SF/F stories by O Westin