_{+ justaburger ; beautiful-fragile-human}

 <sub>Adrenaline filled veins threw Sam several yards ahead of his pursuers. Bound wings were which left the avian-boy pounding down the lamp-lit cement, where the help of another soul was what he was serching for.

           In the flurry of pulsating vision, Sam almost knocked someone over. “Help me, please.” He panted, tugging at the ropes which tied his wings together. “Someone is—-” pant, “chasing me."</sub>