C21 TWENTY ONE

My Soul From Heaven

SAM

This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven

— William Shakespeare, Othello

I COULD FLY.

Really, truly fly.

It was like the dreams I'd had as a child, only so much better. In my dreams flying always felt difficult, like swimming in heavy water, pushing through a boundary forbidden to me. But in real life, in my actual real life, flying felt natural. Freeing

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