But in clear sight- she no longer felt captive. Her lungs no longer felt like a cage, tightening against her fragile body. Instead, she was able to breathe as the air circulated her system in comfort. Her tainted memories reflected a flock of birds- in the imprisonment of her own mind. But he had come along, and she had never expected it. She was never one to ponder over the choices and actions of others. How they acted reflected who they were as a person, it was their actions that came forth.