Hana woke up one morning to find she had grown wings in the night. Not from her backs, as in the images of fairies she had obsessed over as a child, but in place of her arms.
At least her clothes would still fit, Hana thought idly to herself, as she admired her delicate plumage in the mirror. But how she was going to do the buttons up on her shirts now she had feathers instead of fingers she really did not know.
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Notes:
1. Written on May 26th, 2021
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