Ruegers Flight Dedication
A feeling of being weightless. Stiring the air around to lift yourself higher. The power to leave your body behind. Clouds silently lay beneath your touch while open sky is spread overhead. wings carry you higher towards the stars. you reach space and drop back to the clouds. your weightless feeling turns to dread as you fall. nothing is catching you the wings are gone. you drop below the clouds and hurtle towards the ground. you cough as you inhale the smell of smoke and gun powder. your ears ring with the sound of guns and screams. soon you feel yourself slow to a stop and you land lightly on a moss bed. the fires and human screams are gone. they are no longer the reality you see. only what you remember from the past.
pain enters your mind and your hands jerk up to your head. someone is prying. they want to know your secrets. you hear screams of agony and feel a warm liquid slide down your arms and pool at your knees. your throat is sore and soon all you can see is blackness.
you're drifting again. floating about the clouds. you strive to climb away from the white purity and fly away from the devistation. gravity pull.s you closer to earths embrace. you cant fight it anymore. you sink below the clouds again. however this time it smells sweet. cold air burns at your lungs. you gasp and feel the cold dagger stab your lungs. gravity pulls you down and lets you sink into a snow bank.
the moon peers out from behind the clouds and mocks you in your failure. hot tears streak your cheeks and snow numbs your whole being. you shiver and allow yourself to hover above the surface of the snow. you can feel yourself giving way to a cold influenced sleep. you feel the need to fly and get back to the clouds but it is not possible. the cold has frozen your wings and your heart.
you fall to your knees and hold yourself. the tears come again and soon soak your shirt. your ears detect a small sound. the crunching of snow and a slight cough enter you mind. jerking your head up you see a person covered in layer upon layers of clothes. he looks so warm. you reach out to touch him but you pass through his solid figure.
thats right you're not really here.
your real vody is elsewhere. you have to find it so you can live again. you feel your wings start to unfold and your heart spreads warmth to your limbs. you leap from the ground leaving behind the chill. you strive to find your body and feel what is acctutally happening.
you flee with your soul back to the begining.
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well since this was inspired by someone i guess i dedicate it to them as well.
there you go Rueger. i hope you enjoyed it ^_^