The Power of Flight
He sprints towards the edge.
The tests seem to support the theory
The wings of wax and feathers are strapped onto a leather harness around his chest.
Fluttering in the wind.
Test A, the very first test, had failed. The thump of the dummy hitting the ground was unforgettable
He leaps off of the edge, arms outstretched in the same fashion as his wings.
Test G, however, the 7th test had succeeded. He remembered the sound the wings made as they caught the air
His hair whips in his eyes, his wings are at almost breaking point, but he knows they’re sturdy.
He can tell.
If this works, his life would change forever. He knew that
He sees the river that runs down the foot of the cliff. It is growing larger.
He holds the ripcord in his hand, prepares to open the wings to full length.
Sweat would be pouring down his face, were the wind not blowing so hard.
He pulls the ripcord.
A sound is heard.