[Eleanor]: 668.Contest entries.July 2007 - Five Words

The man leapt off the rock shelf, high above the valley below. He spread his wings and faced into the wind.  He soared above the landscape, dipped and dove, found a thermal and rose again, free from all earthly fetters, lost in the glory of flight. Alas, all good things must end, and the man sadly removed his VR goggles, rubbed his eyes, and adjusted his position in the wheelchair to which he was bound. One day he would really fly, he told himself, one day.