Dragon Dive
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cN1aWxGaN78
"WOOOOOOOOO!!!" I yelled, so high up in the sky! From up above the puffy clouds, I began falling straight for the sea below. It felt like floating as I fell without restraint. It would have been completely relaxing save for the howling wind past my ears and the slight touch of danger. The excitement of speeding through the moist clouds made me tingle with ecstasy, and the feeling of flying without an airplane, the freedom, my body falling with nothing to catch me, and the cool wind blowing against every inch of my body while completely blasting me in the face made me feel alive. The approaching water made my heart beat harder, feeling like a spike pulsating and poking me. The adrenalin was building up for the big move.
At this time, I was way past anyone's parachute point. I could see the little fishies in the sea. Where was I? I was 1,000 feet up still traveling at terminal velocity! I tilted forward into a straight dive and a huge grin came across my face to show all of my teeth. At the last moment, I thrust out my wings and caught the wind! The strain was strenuous as I yanked up at high Gs! My neck failed me and my head bobbed down, making me look at the water inches away! I laughed tremendously as the white caps of the waves blurred by. I looked back between my legs and saw my pressure wave kicking up the white, glistening spray. I slinked my head forward again and pulled up into a zoom climb, this time with the blood draining to my legs. I became lethargic as I began to black out. I grunted and struggled to maintain focus, but I knew that I was putting myself into a hopeless situation. I slowly flipped onto my back as my consciousness fled me and I breathed a peaceful sigh as I went out like a light.~
In my writing club last week, we listened to some some music and we were to start writing what we thought of. I never got to finish. Didn't even get to the part where I opened my wings because I spent most of the time debating with myself whether or not they would ask WHY I had wings (they don't know that I am a furry :P)
The ironic thing was that the common story everyone wrote was about epic heroes locked in combat. After listening to everyones', I was sitting there thinking, "Jesus. I have my Zero character who is the most badass, get shit done anti-hero with enough content including thousands of years of history, technology, races, factions, vehicles, ships, people, and locations, but most of all, COMBAT, to make the next Mass Effect, and I don't write about that! I write the complete opposite!"
But still, Jesus I wish that I was my fursona. I am making myself jealous.