2 day of Phanniemay! I loved this theme, but I had so many idea's I couldn't really decide what to write. It got this one. So enjoy! R&R!
(rated K, Danny Fenton, 218 words)
Day 2: Flying
It felt so magical.
There was absolutely nothing you could compare with it.
No airplane, no rocket, jetpack, hot air balloon or a free fall felt so magical, unrealistic, free as real flying. The kind of flying only ghosts could.
It wasn't even hard to do. All his other powers were irritating, he needed practice, knowledge, experience to keep them under control. But flying... Flying was magic. It was feeling the light breeze through his hair, touching the clouds around him, seeing the stars above him. It took no effort at all. In fact, if he was Phantom he had a harder time actually standing than floating. It was just that ghosts were made to float, made to fly.
When the bright halos changed him he felt a huge weight humans didn't even know they carried fall away. It didn't bother him in human form, but he could feel the difference when transforming. When he was Phantom, gravity lost his power and he felt so weightless. Like in space.
He loved space, he loved flying.
He loved he could touch the stars and swirl through the clouds. It was more breathtaking the coolest rollercoaster ever, but more peaceful than the sweetest dream. It was pure magic. And it was part of him.
Danny loved flying.
