Breaking the bounds of earth, I soar above the eagles and angels. True freedom, untethered and alive. Reaching ever upward, I touch the face of the sun.
The wind rushing in my ears, I skim mountain tops, scooping fists full of virgin snow to slate my parched throat. The ripest, sweetest fruit from the highest branches of the trees are mine for the taking.
Giving voice to my joy, I sing to the gods. My laughter echoes over golden plains and rumbles deep within green valleys.
I traded my wings of feathers and wax for ones of iron and steel.
A new writing challenge from Lance based on a weekly music prompt. Give 100 words, not 99, not 101. This week’s challenge is inspired by Elton John – “Take me to the Pilot.”
Thin spiral notebook 
Excellent bit of fancy, this.
(I think the word you were looking for is “slake”, not slate.)
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Gorgeous, as always. I am in awe of your ability to string words together so beautifully.
I strive to write like you
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This is poetry, beautiful writing.
eden
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Awesome post. It makes me wish I could fly.
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I agree – awesome picture. I love this take on Icarus. Greek Mythology is so fun to draw metaphors and symbols from!
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Love, love, love it. The photo, the story, the whole thing!
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This is Maverick, talk to me Goose.
MAV, THIS post was Top Gun
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Wow, how did you manage that great shot? Never managed a great shot of any aircraft (and believe me, I have tried)
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I live near Pensacola Naval Air Station in Florida, home of the precision flight team Blue Angels. I’ve attended many of their air shows. This shot was taken during one of those shows. The fighter came in very low over the crowd. I tracked its approach and was very lucky.
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