Moon FlierA woman tossed and turned in bed, her long hair trapping moonlight against the pillow. Her silvery wings wanted to unfold and take her across the sky. She was a moon flier, and as much as she wanted to ignore that and be normal, she couldn't. Everything about her reminded people about the moon. Her pale white skin, her luminous silver birthmark, her gray eyes, everything. She wanted to fight it, but she decided that tonight she would relax and fly under the full moon. As she flew around Amester, the priest caught sight of her and mistook her for an angel, particularly because of her beautiful glow that appeared when she flew under the moon.