Eden of the East Creative Contest Entries - Part 3

…And just like that, she's flying.

Ignoring the useless trash in her arm, she absorbs the thrill of the human dream. She's in the air, flying, moving these wings that appeared from no where and taking in this moment. The city is hundreds of feet below her, and it looks millions of times better from way up here than it does down there.

The buildings are small and like toys, but still obviously big. She can barely make out people, and the higher she flies the smaller they get. They disappear almost completely and the cars become like ants and—and it's just perfect in her eyes.

She sees signs in neon-lighted blurs—a publishing company, her own modeling agency, top class corporations—and she hears sounds—club music, car horns, that song that all the kids like—as a low rumble beneath the wind and her wings, and that nagging headache from earlier actually goes away.

Why isn't the entire world down there as wonderful as it is up here? From up here, it doesn't look like a corrupt, horrible, disgusting world. Troubles are lost. It's exactly like how songs and children's books describe the exhilarating experience of flight.

It's so beautiful.

She breathes in, and it feels good. The adrenaline covers up the disgusting taste of smog, and she almost laughs. She feels like a little girl again, if not just for that moment.

It only takes a moment for reality to swing back in and remind the woman who she is.

Kuroha Diana Shiratori
Entry: Flight
Name: Kaitlyn P.