A.N. I know I already did Flying but when this idea hit I had to use it so here is Flight.
This is my first time working in First person view, let me know how it turns out.


46: Flight

Endless landscape stretches out before me, expanding past the horizon on all sides. The clear, endless sky is above me, and all around me, the air thin and fine and crystal-clear and sharp. I tilt my wings, let the new current take my body, and I soar above a bank of cloud, seeing each facet and valley and rise on its intangible surface. A strong wind whistles in my face, smelling of seawater and damp earth. It ruffles through my feathers and hair, its slipstream propelling my aerodynamic, powerful body onwards towards the horizon, and what waits beyond. The sun warms my back, the wind caresses my face, and my soul is filled with the utter, pure, unchallenged joy of flight. I tuck my wings and arms close to my body and plummet in a free-fall for the pleasure of it, screaming in delight. My wings snap out again and I pull up against the wind's breast, riding on a gentle under-current, coasting. It is so beautiful up here; I never want to come down. The trivial matters of my wing muscles that would eventually tire mean nothing to me, while I soar up here in the sky, knowing the freedom that only one other person shares, my dearest friend and partner. A streak of azure and argent erupts out of the cloud bank ahead and a little to one side of me, and I dodge to avoid hitting him, as he levels out and throws me a challenging glance before speeding away. Laughing I accept my friends silent challenge to race.