By Alison McBain

The kiss of the wind was empty—he couldn’t kiss back. Once a god, he’d been cursed to roam the aether alone. Until one day, humans joined him in the skies.

On the aircraft, she wore a uniform and jaunty little hat. She blushed when he smiled.

After several years together, she disappeared. He searched airplanes for months before he found her again, but without her uniform.

“I was promoted. Ground supervisor,” she explained.

He begged her to fly again. To be with him.

Crying, she said, “I’m sorry.”

Once, he’d been a god.

Two hundred died in the crash.

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