- angels in flight [P]
Apr 24, 2010 17:22:08 GMT -7
Post by tyo on Apr 24, 2010 17:22:08 GMT -7
Neath the mighty Oak did I sit, pondering. What? What might I be pondering? Life. Or rather, life up until now. I'd been granted great gifts - amazing gifts of power. And yet, I'd been bound to a peaceful lifestyle by the will of Moyoushi. Alas, comes a question: why have gifts if you can't use them? Answer? There is no answer, for you shouldn't have something that you can't use. This realization brings me to this spot, this spot beneath a tree.
I sat there, gazing skyward. A flock of birds flew across the azure canvas, their images streaking across my eyes. They were so free. And so was I. From beneath the tree, I stood, stretching a bit and yawning. Twas time. My hands briefly engaged in a Zodiac waltz, ending on an Aries. No sooner did wings emerge from my shoulder blades, feathers and everything. I cringed at the pain, but what was initially an expression of stress upon my visage became one of cheerfulness. I flapped my fully-grown wings, ripping up a plume of dust and leaves.
I was airborne shortly, soaring with the birds. I vanished in the clouds, high above the terra and, for the moment, free from worldly problems. I glided on the air gently lifting and falling with the breeze. The smell of the skies was wonderful. I stroked a cloud with my hand as I soared beneath it, allowing a spray of mist to wash over me. Twas amazing. Eventually a new smell filled my nostrils - an odd, salty one.
Through a veil of clouds I emerged, and gazed out upon an endless field of shifting waters. The ocean. I allowed my wings to shift inward, close to my body, and went into a dive. "Whooo-hoooooo!", I yelled, opening my wings just before I hit the water. Oceanic winds were strong - they lifted me back up, and I continued gliding. A flock of seagalls followed me as I screamed across the sky, like a silver bolt.
Eventually, I set my eyes on land again. Wonder where I was...