a story about a boy that could fly
The instant curl of his fingers clutched at the words, stuck, and the sudden offering felt as if it had been symbolic to that of the holy eucarist. Had he been happy? Had he been content floating through saline shores with the distant crash of waves lapping at his feet? The sound of concrete crunching beneath his feet sounded like dozens of tiny pebbles and when he closed his eyes it had almost mimicked the feeling of sand filming between his feet. There was something beyond the coast, secrets laying dormant between ocean waves and the distant sky but it only took one minute of holding your breath.
"No." And that smile faded as his finger tips whispered across the milky way to delve into the stars and challenge the very trace of their origins. "I want to just go where the sky kisses the ocean and where the sun caresses the earth."
One last step to separate him from the deep end and he grinned as he turned his back to the word beneath this feet before his body slowly floated.
"I'm going to fly."
The air picked up and he couldn't help but feel like the air was being torn from his lungs, as if he were drowning, yet it was in those few moments where time seemed to drag on and his body was fighting against itself that he felt alive. The crash of glass scattered about the concrete like a flock of pigeons as he watched Ruki slowly reach out, trying to reach through what had been mere inches but felt like miles as he fell off the lip of the building. His body subject to breaking into dozens of pieces on the concrete to rival the specks of shell less nebulas in the sky but it never happened.
Ruki's voice echoed in his ears as he peaked up and over the edge of the building with a rather amused smile as he crawled back up so that he had been planted on the roof. The second lip bellow them helping him from having been nothing more but a rag doll. He couldn't help the laughter that crawled up from his throat and it was a horrible game to play because he must have killed whatever hazy buzz that veiled Ruki's vision.
"I told you I'd fly but it was just a matter of how long since I'd only done that once before. Sorry I made you drop the bottle though because I was really hoping I could have a drink."
It was a horrible and dirty trick but he needed the exhilarating feeling of having the earth pulled from underneath his feet. He was expecting a light shove or even a few reprimanding words to voice his idiocy because he could have killed himself but it was in those few moments where he had felt alive. There were no boundaries, he didn't feel as if he were suffocating in his own body and he didn't know the outcomes of his own actions. He wasn't subjected to time and bound by it but rather he was in control of it even if he wasn't allowed to fully steer his own future.
When you denounced everything it was then that you became truly free.
"I feel happiest here. I don't feel human because we're stuck in an ant farm where every position is set from the day you're given birth but whenever we allow ourselves to step out from that foot print I feel invincible. I'm invincible when I fly."