A.N. Wings: unfortunately my muse seems to be more violent then me. -.-

Storm: hey I am you after all…

Wings: Please don't start that I also would prefer you not flying through the window and beating me over the head with ideas.

Storm: *shrugs* hey its my job.

Wings: Well any way since you decided to show why don't you do the disclaimer.

Storm: *sighs* fine but you owe me for this -.-

Wings: Yea yea what ever just do it.

Storm: Wings does not own Air she only owns her own ideas and writings. There happy now?

Wings: Yea I'm happy now.

Angel Wings:

There is a girl in the sky,

she fly's way up high.

She knows vast grief and sorrow,

that doesn't lessen on the marrow,

and though she fly's above the trees,

she does not fly free.

For she is caught up in a cursed net.

Caught in the spider's web like a butterfly,

until her wish is granted by those who try.

Only then when she fly's free.

will she be happy just wait and see.

Wings: hmmm that didn't come out half bad this time.

Storm: yea and if we get good reviews I might be nice enough to give you an idea without beating you over the head! ^.^

Wings: Really?

Storm: mmmm I'm in a good mode today so yea why not.

Wings: Then please people review and tell me what you think!