Legends

I ran faster than I ever had, my heart pounding like war drums in my chest. But the ship was already climbing, its scratched up wings cutting through the clouds above me.

Desperation clawed at my heart. I would never reach it, not as a Lyrra.

I had only one option left.

Using the height and momentum I had, I leapt straight into the air.

The wind roared in my ears, stealing my breath as I flew upwards. At the highest point of my arc, I willed myself to transform.

My body twisted, morphing in mid air, and I was rising again as an emerald Licnine. My strength built again, I felt my wings uncurling from my back, and the sensation of the emeralds growing on my skin strengthened my will.

I was going to catch that ship. I had to.

I flapped furiously, slicing through the air, but the hover plane was still pulling away, higher and higher into the clouds. 

I was losing them.

No.