First take a skip, three hops, and a bound. Then stop. Feel the ground beneath your toes, and feel the urgent need to escape gravity’s shackles. Caress the dirt and mud mush beneath your toes before scooting forwards into the emerald cloud of gra-ss, tantalizingly soft.

Next, take a look around, especially up. Stare at the twisting branches of the willow at the river bend, it’s leaves tethered to the earth from their accompanying fingers. Then glance at the sky—careful not to beautify the sun too long—and watch in awe as the twisting cathedrals of cumulonimbus dance in a non-stop aerial waltz.

Finally, look down at yourself, at your sullied jeans with gra-ss stains, the Reduce, Reuse, Recycle shirt you wore just for this occasion.

There. You’ve flown.

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It's been a while since I wrote something that turned out the least bit well. And in this, I followed the advice of a friend (I hope I did it right) and tried not to bully the words.

This is an unedited piece, and I plan on fixing it up in a bit. Comments get you a prize. ;)

I don't want a prize LoL

This is very pretty, it does need some editing to make it flow a little better, although try not to be too harsh with the editing, you probably already know it is really easy to over edit something when it only needs a tweak or two.

Wow! Incredibly awesome! 

Especially since I didnt actually fly, rather imagined it.

...Or thats what I got from it, anyways... 

really good. a little harsh on the editing. i actually wish i could fly. most of my storied have to do with flying though