Writing Prompt First human to fly

[CheertheSecond]

Describe the excitement of the human who first flew on the sky.

 

[Ilikewaterkusa]

The man who has rode into the morning estastic but his joy did not last for long as he flew into the sun. Such is the tale of Icarus

 

[TheMonotonePuppet]

Describe the excitement of the human who first flew on the sky.

Lips parted, a cool rush of air over their eyes as they tilted their head back in secretive joy. They shifted in the air, their wants in life boiling down to this fascinating experience, only wanting to stay up longer. Their back flexed and relaxed, their chest thrust out to the warm sunlight hugging them as they inhaled deeply and loudly. Their grin widened, vision fluttered, and they yelped at the transcendent relaxation, their shoulders and legs slumping straight to the ground. It was then they realized that true baby blue, an impossibly vivid dye, was the color of freedom and it was welling over their trembling irises. The empty, private experience of flight where no human flew like they did, it brought them a hallucination to truly comprehend the impossible delight of an experience that should be barred to humankind.
But they made it through the bars of the prison, and now they could raise hell while enjoying paradise.

 

[Cortavar]

Ungruk, son of Ungruk, would show them all! They'd all said that the mighty tree couldn't be cut, that only a god would manage to fell this giant of the forest. If cutting down a tree was all it took to become a god, then Ungruk would become a god.

Of course, many had tried to cut the mighty tree, but they weren't smart like Ungruk. They'd lost the edge of many good axes on the bark of the trunk. It was a total waste of good stone. No, Ungruk had a plan, the best plan.

Ungruk had tested it with smaller trees, and it worked. With enough ropes, you could bend a tree, with enough bending, a tree uprooted itself. It was all a matter of having good ropes, and Ungruk had plenty, strength, and Ungruk was a strong hunter, and knowing the secret of the rock and the rope, and Ungruk knew it because he had discovered it.

If you tied a rope to a rock, made it go a good way atop of a tree, and tied it back to another rock, you could bend even the mightiest tree a little. And if like Ungruk you had many ropes, you could bend it a lot, and tighten the other ropes each time you added a new one. Ungruk was proud of his secret, and it was working on the giant of the forest.

He had already installed two hands of ropes, and was on his way to install the first toe of rope. The mighty tree was already bent a lot, it made it easy for Ungruk to climb it now. And so he climbed, with his rope, but not to the top, to the middle, where the other ropes were holding the tree down.

As Ungruk was passing the rope over the other ropes, he heard a strange sound, like something tearing. He barely had time to register that something had gone wrong with one of the ropes that they all started to make tearing noises. Ungruk was smart, so he started to flee, taking the shortest way off the tree which was through the bent top branches.

Ungruk had almost made it to the ground when all of his ropes broke. He was holding on the last branches of the mighty tree, just as he felt the secret power of the ropes and the rock, his own secret, turn against him.

In a split second, the ropes broke, the mighty tree came upright on its own, and Ungruk was released into the sky. For a while, the only thing Ungruk could feel was a strong wind upon his face. Ungruk thought it lasted a very long and also a very short time, like a breath that lasted a full moon cycle.

But the wind, somehow, calmed down and Ungruk opened his eyes. He was very high above the forest, he could see as far as when he had climbed the mountains to hunt for a goat. He could see the plains, and the huts of the people. He could see the river, and beyond, the great angry lake of bad tasting water. Everything was tiny to Ungruk, and at that moment, he truly felt like a god.

Ungruk was still going up and forward, but slower. Then there was a brief moment of pause and then he started going down. That's when Ungruk started to worry that maybe he was not a god, and that maybe he was going to fall all the way down to the ground.

Ungruk had seen people fall from the mountain, and it didn't end well for them. Maybe falling directly from the sky, without an angry mountain would be different. Ungruk hoped that the mountain god, which was friends with the earth god, wouldn't be offended if he fell off from an other place than a mountain. After all, Ungruk had already fallen from trees and the earth god didn't mind too much.

Ungruk was falling fast now, but he was only falling from a tree. The earth god would welcome him with just a good bruise. Yeah, that was it. Ungruk would survive and be the first one of the people to soar above the forest. The ground was coming quickly in sight but Ungruk felt reassured. He was the first of the people to fly.

 

[TsumiHokiro]

Describe the excitement of the human who first flew on the sky.

Is that the ground approaching fa--
--Famous last words.

 

[AnonUnlimited]

No one can fly. The air plane flies, you just sit in it.