Nothing quite so exhilarating as flight now is there?  Maybe Tania just believe that because she had heard it so often.  Time to find out, how did I actually feel about flight.  The opportunity arose when she was offered a ride on Pegasus over the bay at night.  She was one of a a very few ever invited to do so.  In fact very few members of the community were ever allowed entrance to the island camp.  After all no-one wanted it to be known outside the value that flying horses and donkeys and fairies inhabited this valley along with humans.  It was a special honour that she should be so entrusted.  She was one of the last to take her turn.  Tania's lower lip had been sore for a a while from biting on it.  She had learned to handle her flying, luggage carrying donkey, but only to fly her belongings around the secret camp, she'd be much to afraid to take it further than that.

It was more like twilight about five in the morning when it was at last her turn.  She shook slightly but was not about to let anyone in on that.  Tania had always felt dread and utter horror when about to try something new.  Not in her character to let it show, not a chance.  She took pride in her stoicism, it was a large part of who she was.  In truth Tania was horrified every time she'd mounted a horse.  Horses were big and capable of pounding her into a fine mush if they chose and she was entirely unsure of how they felt carting humans about.  Tania thoufelt no envy or desire to change places with the winged horse or any horse for that matter.

Once solidly astride, some of the heart pounding fear dropped off.  Tania was committed to the ride and so would no doubt get through it.  She pulled my coat a little tighter around herself  Tania thought she should really have worn something more accommodating to sitting on a flying horse. 

"Nudge her", said the stable boy.  Tania almost bit her lip clear through.  Sweat was forming on her forehead.  She dug her heels lightly into Pegasus's muscled body, Pegasus flinched a little.  Obviously it was necesary to nudge with more certainty.

Sure enough Pegasus took to the sky in one great and confident swoop.  So busy dealing with the fear was she to remember much of it or take any great enjoyment.  That said, once in the air Tania was very much glad she had not totally chickened out.  The view was utterly amazing.  The cliff sides were so glorious in the early morning light.  From up thee Tania could see clearly the cave entrance where the enchantress, warmly robed, could be seen in her early morning meditations.

The enchantress looked so serene in her elegant robes sitting in timelessness.  Unlike mortals like me she knew exactly where the future would take her.  Tania in her adulthood was  going through most of her life blind sided by events over which she'd had no control.  Well, enough envy.  Envy is an unattractive state and not one to linger in. Not far away from her stood several of the donkeys, looking sleepily upward.  Possibly wondering if it might be fun to come along with us.  Maybe not, maybe just noticing that for once Tania had conquered the fear of flying horses and had taken a flight, after weeks of utter reluctance.

There were other more "human" views, bathers had started at the mineral baths.  Tania knew better than to wave, privacy is something we are all entitled to, and bathing was always private.  Suddenly Tania noticed she had completely forgot to be afraid.  Just then for one second, she was not afraid, not one little bit.  Just as suddenly it all came back.  Pegasus swooped and landed.  Tania took sugar lumps from her pocket and brushed the amazing flying horse before going on her way way.

Before leaving the exclusive camp she was presented with a picture of the flight to remember the moment by, something for her to cherish, always.