ChocoboGoddess

April 15, 2012 Milano, Italia Another birthday arrives and I nearly missed it, thought Leonardo, I really should keep better track of the date.  Ezio is always so much better at it than I. He leaned on crossed arms at the rail of his apartment balcony, unfazed by the two-hundred-meter drop before him.  He loved this view; it made him feel like he was flying high above the city streets.  The world below was tiny, the sound of traffic so far away it seemed like the mere buzzing of bees layered under the steady wind.  Up here, he could look out over the rooftops of buildings that would have been impossible when he was a young man.  Such wonde