Dream of

I struggled to fly. A guy insulted me for being weak and not being in touch with my powers. Another boy named Leon followed me to a cliff I flew off to. I was sobbing. I sat of the edge and my wings shielded my face partily. Leon came and sat next to me. He placed a hand on my back and patted it a couple times in an attempt to comfort me. It was feeble and did little. His scowl turned into a grimance.