chapter I

flight -

It wasn't an easy thing, it wasn't impossible. Sometimes it seemed to be.

Aria was in love. Not so much with a person, but with the world. As much as she was in love with the world, she didn't feel loved back. She was lonely and dint even know it.

Harry was loved by the world, but didn't love it back. He was hiding so much that he couldn't name a single person who knew the real him, except her.

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Art in the cover by my favorite artist, Boris Schmitz. I don't own it at all http://borisschmitz.tumblr.com/