I wish I could just fly!
Imagine, my wings propelling me towards the sky, and as I float above the clouds, the only thing present is the sun, the clouds, and I…
As I swirl and twirl in the atmosphere, endlessly drifting towards the line where the sun meets heaven, my wings open to their fullest, reveling in all their glory as I hover there for a moment. Staring straight at that orb of fire and beauty.
Just hovering, only for a moment…until I’m not. Suddenly, my wings droop as I fall towards the ground, nothing stopping me from the inevitability of this numbing pain;
and so, I continue to fall, away from where the sun meets heaven, away from the clouds that I wish could embrace me and drift me all the way back up again…
But alas, the angel had fallen...