It's Claire again... in a typical love-team style relationship with Mike (the dude there behind her).

Some years ago, I asked a friend to write the story of Claire's teen-hood and how she got the gold pendant that she always wears (you can see it here). This story was significant enough (and made enough people cry) to have a title of its own. "Flight" was the story of Claire and her old bird-loving friend.

The story starts with the line, as written here, "I remember... the fluttering of a hundred black wings." referring to the black doves found in Litian on the Planet Hisekia.(yeah... Purelight is kinda Sci-Fi-ish... but I'm careful not to emphasize that at all in writing the story.)