<p>Caer burns to dance. Not just any dancing air dancing. Flying ballet. The first to be born with wings. Real wings.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>White wings. Huge to help her pivot swoop and stop within a feather&rsquo;s distance of touching another dancer.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>The other dancers&rsquo; wings come from surgeries and drugs. They suffer for their wings.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>Her wings knitted to her shoulders bone to bone muscle to muscle. As integral to her as eyes or fingers.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>A fearlessly imagined vision of a future world.</p>