The faint gold aura that always appeared before flight shimmered around Hannah as her body rose effortlessly.  To her, the feeling of flight was confirmation a higher presence existed in the world.  She didn’t believe in the Christian god her parents worshipped every Sunday but knew deep in her bones there existed a divine being who surrounded her when she flew.  It eluded definition, didn’t belong to one religion, and couldn’t be categorized as male or female.  Hannah felt it everywhere, in everything, and believed it would guide and protect her.