Category : Stories

Sub Category : Adventure

He took a running start towards the edge of the cliff.  His feet slapped at the dirt until suddenly, they didn't.  He became weightless.   He closed his eyes and imagined he was flying.  He smiled.  It was a real, genuine smile, the first in a long time.  The smile was a spark, igniting his roaring laughter.  His laughter then created soft wings, and soon he was soaring.  Nothing could stop him now.  From up here, he could see for miles and miles.  Everything was soaked in the golden light of dawn.  The wind tousled his too-long hair.  He could almost grab the wind between his fingers as he fell- no, flew.  Up here, he could do anything.  If only there was enough time.  He slapped into the icy water, and his grand illusion was over once again.  He got out of the water and raced back up to the top of the hill.