Choice

by Illmantrim

Character: Rogue

'Verse: Comicverse, early on

Rating: PG

Words:100

She flew with a speed that was born of pain and rage and absolute exhaustion.

She flew through the skies, glorying in the open air and in the moments of light and dark beneath and above her as she soared upward to the very edge of the atmosphere. She felt the lack of oxygen began to make her dizzy. She descended lower but still high up above it all. She had done it. Tired of the lies and lack of control, she had left the Brotherhood. And there was only one place to go now. She pointed herself south-east. Towards Westchester.

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