Thread:Dawndragon1828/@comment-35042251-20190413163119

It was the one and only Skylight Winged, looking a great deal better then she had in weeks, months even.

Her fiery red hair had a lot more of its luster back, her skin not pale or bloodless. Her eyes had their usual defiant gleam in them, and weren’t bloodshot or ringed with red anymore. And finally, Skylight was sitting straight and tall in her wheelchair, not slumped down in it or leaning back heavily against the seat.

Oh, and she had a new wheelchair, too.

It was sleek, modern, and electric, with gold, bronze, and copper highlights, a sleek black leather seat and armrests, and glowing electric blue control panels. It was loaded with all sorts of high-tech gadgets, too.

But the demigoddess didn’t look to thrilled to still be stuck with a wheelchair, even one as stylish and high-tech as this.

Anyway, Skylight entered into the Chili’s and zipped up to the counter. “Hello, Dominic,” She said, grinning at him from across the counter, instantly recognizing the man behind the cashier. 