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Donna Terpo lost track of how many suns have ed since the tragedy; the transformation that left her shocked, confused, and desperate. There was nothing she loved of the human world, where she could only fly with the permission of other humans, and only then for a few minutes at a time. She worried about her flock, but the seeds of doubt had begun to sprout. Did they miss her? Did Peep even her, or did he move on after the first few suns of her absence? How long would it take before Matron called off the search?
Donna returned to the Roast Roost Café; the only one that lets her in with the wingsuit. She tries to read a scientific document on time anomalies that she "borrowed" after flying into a restricted laboratory. Unfortunately, she's only been human long enough to learn words for basics like "fish", "cloud", and "pteranodon", but not so much "Chronon", "quantum gravity", or "Anisotropic enthropy". It looks like she'll be stuck in this scary world, and this scary alien body, for many more suns. She missed her flock, her old self, her old world, and the solutions seemed further out of reach the more she tried to understand it. Donna cursed her strange new life, never letting go of her past as a male pteranodon. Never letting go of her love for the flock. Yet, the museums declared that her kind was extinct. Was there even anything to glean from this world of man?
She had to get back to her old self, no matter what the cost...
Donna returned to the Roast Roost Café; the only one that lets her in with the wingsuit. She tries to read a scientific document on time anomalies that she "borrowed" after flying into a restricted laboratory. Unfortunately, she's only been human long enough to learn words for basics like "fish", "cloud", and "pteranodon", but not so much "Chronon", "quantum gravity", or "Anisotropic enthropy". It looks like she'll be stuck in this scary world, and this scary alien body, for many more suns. She missed her flock, her old self, her old world, and the solutions seemed further out of reach the more she tried to understand it. Donna cursed her strange new life, never letting go of her past as a male pteranodon. Never letting go of her love for the flock. Yet, the museums declared that her kind was extinct. Was there even anything to glean from this world of man?
She had to get back to her old self, no matter what the cost...
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damn that's sad :(
Zhaolong
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Very true, and if only enough people around could recognize it, maybe they could band together to give her the permanent reversion she needs.
