This is my sixth fanfiction. It's a one-shot. So...enjoy, and please review. Thanks!
"What are you doing, Gilan?" asked Will. He observed Gilan incredulously. Gilan had two pieces of paper stuck to the back of his cloak. Will gestured to the paper bits on Gilan's cloak.
Gilan grinned at the young Ranger. "Those are my paper wings."
"Your...wings?" said Will. The young Ranger wasn't sure if he'd heard correctly.
"Yup," Gilan nodded. "I'm going to be the first person to fly!"
Will frowned. "You can't fly with those paper wings," he advised.
"Who says I can't? Have you tried it?" retorted Gilan. He had created a large mound of dirt and was standing on it, preparing to take flight.
"It's common sense, Gil. You'll just fall and get hurt."
Gilan shuffled his wings. "Yeah, well, I'm going to try it anyway." He spread his paper wings and resumed a takeoff position. Then he spread his arms wide out and leaped off the mound of dirt.
Will watched as Gilan epically failed. Gilan had leaped about two feet and was now sprawled on the ground, face down. One of his paper wings were bent. Gilan groaned loudly.
"Told you," Will said. He shook his head and walked away to tell Halt about this foolish attempt.
Gilan got up and brushed the dirt off his green-gray cloak. "There must have been a mistake." he said, scanning the treetops, as if looking for some sign of the disturbance that had ruined his experiment.
"The wind must've changed direction. I should try it again, just in case." Gilan said in a determined voice.
Will, who had heard Gilan's last statement, rolled his eyes to heaven.
Gilan defiantly climbed back up the dirt mound. Then, straightening the bent wing, he spread his arms again and prepared to take off. He jumped ferociously, but landed on the ground once again. He got up clumsily.
"Well, if it isn't the wind's problem, there must be another problem with this whole situation. I wonder—"
But Gilan's words were cut short by a loud snort. It was Will. He'd just come back from telling Halt the news.
"Gilan, isn't it obvious? The 'problem in this whole situation' is simple." said Will.
Gilan frowned. "Well, what is it, then?"
Will rolled his eyes again. "It's impossible to fly." he said in a uninterested tone.
Gilan's frown increased. "Nothing's impossible," he protested. "Someday, I'll discover a way for humans to fly. You just wait."
THE END