Who am I? by Sapphirefly

I am a windy spring night
When all life stirs
My heart is fast
As I want to finish first
I have traded my white dress
For smart armour
For stomping boots
I have to leave my mark

I am flight, without leaving the ground Wearing sprawling wings
My eyes are wide
As I have to see it for myself
I fight my curse
With everything I have
And pick up my pen
I have to leave my mark