I thought we had it all back when I still had wings and she had more of those wavy locks flow freely in the air than anything. How she always seemed to...buzz around like a dragonfly and frighten off any interloper who dared stray near to what we were doing. Fluttering like a butterfly around me like I was a beebalm patch oozing nectar in the twilight's dying glimpses. The mischievous laughter and conspiring grins she shot at me for anything we did were probably the most notable thing about her...almost to the point she *might* have taken things too far, had I not have been the responsible and grounded-to-reality one...

Grounded, indeed. No more wings; terrestrial traveling for me now. While she continued to defy the pulls of gravity even moreso, perhaps even rubbed it in my face. However, even I knew something was...off when we last met. And thus decided to go our separate ways, researching what drew us together in the first place. Looking back, she seemed to have taken it hard. Gibbering behind me as we parted ways, interspersed with cackles.

Even as I write this, I wonder if I did the right thing. Perhaps I ought to visit her again. Or maybe, knowing her, she would opt to visit me. If nothing else than to sneak up when I least expect it all to scare the daylights out of me. Well, never say never.