"No man, it's weird. You just like... it's strange."
"When do I feel it?"
"Soon."
They each took another hit, the second boy coughing.
"Okay. I feel it. Do I feel it? What does it... feel like. I feel it."
The first smiled.
He saw, in his mind's eye, the animals he'd dissected alive. He saw their hearts beating, and for the pleasure they'd brought then, an endless wing of remorse unfolded within him. He let it go.
"Oh my God," the second said, "it's like a... it's like..."
"A great big wing man. Don't hurt too bad. It's okay, you didn't know."
His friend started weeping for his past, and he held him. Absolved him. And all of this is the cloud of a new future.
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