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Leah's POV
This someone just happened to be a girl. She looked bloody and bruised. Her eyes were shut, and her head rested peacefully on the ground. Judging from her physical state though, I'd have to say the pain she would feel when she got to waking up would be no where near peaceful.
Her brown curly locks stuck to her sweat producing face, and she twitched slightly. She had plenty of scars, cuts, and what seemed to be a broken arm. Now I'm not one to dwell on pain, but that looked extremely painful. Even know all this was obvious, the thing that stood out most to me was the fact that this young girl had-well, she had wings. So to speak, at least,
My eyes widened as I took in the foreign sight. Brown feathered objects seemed to be extending underneath her shirt into her back. White speckles caressed them gently. It sure was a sight to see. I could have left her there, really. I mean really and truly, I could hardly breathe at the moment. I was stressed before, and it seems as though it was just getting worse for me.
So Leah, what's it going to be? Help the girl or leave her?
I hate my big heart and sense of what's right, some how you always know you'll end up in trouble.