Let them go, do not hold them back! Wings isn't my nature, so I let them went away.
Perhaps I shall missed the sky, the cloud, to hug them directly. The sun, and the moon, closer than it was before.
I see, the old and tired wings asked for their time. As I took it from them, I must return it back.
Then this story shall be, the tale of wingless soul that touch his sky from above the land and sea.