Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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For that first moment, just after he's no longer touching the solid roof, he can imagine "this is what it feels like to fly". And for a moment, he understands why Miss Martian prefures to keep her feet off the ground.
And when the moments gone he's falling, falling, falling down. And Superboy realizes then that no matter what he might be able to do when he gets older -what he would have been able to do if he'd grown older- he can't fly now.
So he falls. And he knows, distantly, that he probably wont survive the impact. But he's enjoy this. This suspeded motion.
The view is breath taking. The city buildings are dark blacks and blues, the sky is dark but he can make out dark grey clouds, and the moon that's not quite full.
He can see some nesting pigions a block away, cuddling close over nest. He can barely make out one tiny egg warmed by avian body heat.
The figures that seemed so imposing on the ground... change. As he decends some of them stretch, others become smoother, the city distorts and sharpens all at once like a painting in an art gallery. (KF, Robin, and Aqualad took him to one, for the experience)
The buildings with lights on have streaks of bright yellow light. Below him he can see the cars passing, dark shapes illuminated by head and tail lights, dots of red and beams of yellow.
He can see the city for blocks. Dark, but alive and glowing. It's...beautiful. He wonders, vaugely, if Metropolis is as pretty as Gotham at night.
He's pretty sure Robin would know.
He looks up, and sees a grappling line. 'Maybe,' he thinks, 'maybe I'll get to fall again.'
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