Swiftbeak breathed a heavy sigh that washed across what small part of the table wasn't covered in beak or feather.<br/><br/>"There has been much to regret about what I have become, but if I were permitted to say there is but one benefit, that is it. To fly is about more than simply movement. It is to abandon all borders and limitations, to know that what you can see, you can touch, and once you are high enough you see everything. To feel the air held fast beneath you, to look down upon hill and road and know that you can go anywhere you wish, anywhere... It is a sensation that cannot be done justice in words. There were many times after I had changed that I would ascend to a great height, intent on plunging to my death, but on reaching the apex of my climb I could not bring myself; however cursed I am, I can see at once the beauty of the world below, in a way no other can. I wish I could share it with another, but my wings are enough to carry myself alone."