It was almost surreal Isa swore she could almost feel a touch on her cheek it made her want to weep. But before she knew it the feeling of emptiness and only her mind vanished and she was bombarded with the old feelings. Touch, sound, warmth, cold all of it was so intense but as she opened her eyes the feeling of warmth and flesh hit her. Her eyes beheld a man with dark eyes and golden hair, her pink eyes looked around in confusion she tried to will herself to move with her wings but her features began to change to that of confusion.<span style="font-style: italic">My Wings!</span>she thought as she tried to touch them feel them flutter behind her tears began to stream down her cheeks "give me back my wings!" she pleaded repeatedly. Once were her painted frame had been there now laid nothing but a hole that went all the way to the frame. the hole revealed a piece of paper written so long ago.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic">Only the touch of a kindred spirit can set you free then you will stay in human form for 6 moons and then you will make your choice or forever be framed in your prison.</span></div>