Subject: Re: Entering the Mountains |
Author:
Michael
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Date Posted: 20:47:31 08/23/03 Sat
In reply to:
Nashota
's message, "Re: Entering the Mountains" on 20:38:39 08/23/03 Sat
Michael thought for a long moment, biting his lip. "To fly? Gosh, I.... It's hard to describe. It's kind of like swimming, only---oh, have you ever been swimming?" He cleared his throat, scowling, obviously determined to do his lir form justice.
"Flying is like nothing else in this whole world," he said at last. "You can feel the wind rippling down each feather, and sense the balance there, and if you just twitch one feather it changes the windflow and you turn.... Takes awhile to learn to control yourself." He grinned absently. "And when I fly...it's as though none of the world's problems can follow me. I pump my wings, and I can feel every muscle taut and straining, and the higher you get the colder it is, and you can see everything from up there.... The sun on my wings is the most wonderful thing I've ever felt. It's so warm, and I can feel the strength that it gives me...."
The boy sighed, looking up at the star-crossed heavens with a singular longing in his amber gaze. "I love to fly," he told Nashota simply. "I feel so free, especially when Evan's with me. I was so excited when I learned that my lir was an eagle.... Everyone dreams of flying, and now I would actually get my chance. I'm not that strong yet, but someday Evan and I will fly as fast and far as the Guardian himself!"
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