Ella cried when they left. Max felt a little bit bad about that, but even her sister's tears couldn't stop her. She missed the open sky, the feel of freedom and the wind in her hair. It made her wings itch with longing. She could never just stay in one place. Not even for her sister's tears. The guilt was there, but it fell away with the gravity as she leaped into the sky and into the feeling of right. Of being where she was supposed to be. This was where she belonged. Home. Just her and the sky. Forever.