Tuesday Tiny Tale #12

Remy had dreams where he was able to fly as long as he didn’t look down. If he looked down he could see broken bodies and shattered incense jars, everything he was trying to get away from. When he looked down, he would start to fall. But if he only looked up ahead and remembered all the good things in his life, he would stay afloat and could soar high into the skies.

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