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leading to the passenger entryway. Sacra stepped aside for us
to walk in then latched the plane door securely in place. She knocked on the
cockpit door twice, and went in, leaving me and Rider alone in the cabin.
         It was a
small plane, with enough room to seat fifty passengers. Yet it was a clearly
luxurious aircraft. The seats were tan leather, with extra cushions and a
footrest for each seat. The center aisle split the two rows, yet had ample
walking space. In between every pair of seats was a box with a touch screen on
top. Rider took one of the aisle seats up front and after pressing several
buttons on the touch screen, a tray descended from the ceiling. It held a plate
with pastries I had never seen before and a thick white beverage in two
glasses.
         “Have a
seat, Sol,” he said with a compassionate smile.
         I took the
window seat next to him. The ache in my shoulder blades was becoming extremely
uncomfortable. I fidgeted around my seat until I found a position that hurt the
least. The plane then began to taxi around the meadow. A woman’s voice came on
from the plane’s announcement system.
         “Welcome
aboard the ARC Airbus. I am your pilot, Glinda. I would like to give a special
welcome to Miss Soleil Arch. You will be flying soon, Sol. Pun intended.” With
that I heard a soft giggle and the microphone clicked off.
         “Glinda has
a flair for the dramatic,” smiled Rider. “In fact, her name isn’t truly Glinda.
She took on the name after reading The Wonderful Wizard of Oz .”
         “What is The
Wonderful Wizard of Oz ?” I asked, confused.
         “Ahhhh.
That was well before your time,” he replied, with a touch of sadness. “Anyway,
I believe it’s time I begin explaining a few things.”
         “I agree.
Why don’t we start with why I can see your wings all of a sudden and why you
can fly?”
         “Yes. I
will answer those questions. But we must first begin with you, my dear Espial.”
         “There!
There’s that word again! First the lab technicians called me that, then you.”
         “It’s not
just a word. It’s part of who you are.” As he said this, I began to tilt back
as the plane revved up into the air for takeoff. I felt my brain and stomach
push further into my body as we climbed altitudes. My shoulders tensed in an
attempt to brace for the pain. I inhaled deeply, praying that the ascent would
end soon. Once the plane leveled off, Glinda’s voice came on the system again.
         “Lady and Sir
Rider. We are now at cruising altitude. Our trip will last approximately ten minutes.
Sacra will be passing through shortly with some goodies. So sit back, relax,
and enjoy the flight.”
         “Alright.”
I said. “Why is that word ‘who I am’?”
         “An Espial
is not a descriptive term. An Espial is someone who is born with the ability to
see things as they truly are. The lenses you once wore never would have corrected
your eyesight. You were born with the ability to see all beings in this world.
At least that’s what we initially thought.”
         “What do
you mean?”
         “Espials
are humans who possess the incredible gift of true sight; seeing humans,
angels, demons and beasts of all forms. And since you were born, we were sure
that you would be an Espial. But now we see that you are not an Espial.
However, we did not consider that you would be one of us.”
         “And
exactly who or what are you?” I asked, hesitantly.
         “I am an
angel.”
         I silently took
in his statement for a moment. I reached up and slowly removed the sunglasses
Sacra had placed on my face. Once they were off entirely, I studied his features.
 Truly analyzing him, I saw that he had a very smooth, blemish-free face. His
eyes were a sparkling amber, which matched the color of the aura he emitted.
His wings were tucked behind him in his seat, but I could see the tops of them
above his