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"I bet."

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She sighs.

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Etty holds her arm in place and is quiet.

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They could probably stay like that for a while.

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They could.

Etty's certainly not going anywhere.
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And Nona doesn't want to leave her alone, and she's slept in worse places. So.

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Etty doesn't fall sleep.

She doesn't usually have nightmares, but there's no time like the present.
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Nona does fall asleep.

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Etty sits.

And cries, quietly, intermittently.

And at dawn she looks at the sun.
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The change comes.

Her wing is whole.
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That's good.

At least she isn't in physical pain anymore.

She tries the wing.

She makes a few false starts, getting lift and then not knowing what to do with it -

And then she's in the air, wobbly but aloft, and she smooths her flight and does her level best to travel in a straight line, away.
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It goes well enough, for a little while, and then - is that the lake up ahead?

It is.
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Etty doesn't understand.

She turns towards the rising sun, flies that way, keeping it ahead of her -
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And after a few minutes, she comes upon the lake again.

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She tries all the cardinal directions.

To approximately the same effect.

She half-lands, half-crashes into the lake in despair.
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The other swans are mildly startled by her splashy landing.

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Etty ignores them.

She floats.

She puts her head on her back.

She closes her eyes and she sleeps.
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