1. Taking flight (Sayko)
I spread my black, feathery wings. Last time I flew, I had crashed. Should I try again? The wind was low. Now was the perfect moment. There was nobody else out. But it was the middle of the night. I could get stuck in a tree, and then nobody would know where I had gone, or I could fall into the lake and drown, or I could crash into a huge rock and knock myself out, or - Suddenly I was tumbling through the air, screaming in terror. I twisted mid-fall, and managed to level out my wings. I had to fly. I had to either fly or face a certain death.Death was pretty certain.