Eco sat, mesmerized by the clouds that floated past her window, seat two, row E. Her flight was long, and extremely uncomfortable, her nerves were splintered, because she could hear them, hear them mumbling in their thoughts, they knew she was not one of them, she was different . Eco tried to ignore them, their thoughts, and continued to look out the window, she could see her soft almost, invisible reflection in the glass, her skin was as blue as the cloud clustered sky she was watching pass, and her eyes as green as the fresh grass that grew from the earth below. She thought, "Just don't let them see what you......" Her thoughts were interrupted as the plane jumped, "Only turbulence." She thought, and gazed at the ground below, the lights of the runway lit up the foggy morning sky.
Eco stood silently waiting for her luggage to appear on the conveyer belt, with her cloak wrapped tightly around her she snatched up her bag, and hurried out of the airport. "There are too many people, too many people to stare at me inquisitively, too many people that know." Her thoughts ran through her mind like a freight train, crumbling the tracks as it roared on, making her realize how terrible it was to be, something different, something horrible.....