I once had an idea for a mage who could jump between bodies and take on new forms, similar to his original. However, I eventually abandoned this idea. Partly because the transformation magic now only lasts for a certain amount of time.
I look at the sky and think:
Why am I not a falcon, why can't I fly?
Why, God, didn't you give me wings?
I would leave the earth and fly into the sky.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт