Having recently discovered her power of flight, Sayeh once again took to the sky outside her bedroom window. Downstairs, her parents carried out their mundane tasks, oblivious.
As she soared, her senses delighted in the wind’s gentle caress through her curls, the sun’s warm kiss across her cheeks, and the crisp sting of the chill air in her lungs. It felt so natural, as though humans were always meant to traverse the infinite heavens.
Returning from her excursion, Sayeh gently settled back into her crib. Less than a year on this Earth, and already she had freed herself of its limitations.