Learning to fly.

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Patches of cloud scatter across the icy blue sky as the man throws his hat out over the day. He grins happily, kissing his hands, spreading them out wide. His matted hair waves slightly over his pale green eyes. The man bows to his audience and steps backwards, his long trench coat billowing around his grey suit. His hair twirls in the increasing air. The once still suit now dances around his long legs as his reflection grin glints from his leather shoes. He faces down as his coat whizzes and waltzes in the icy air. As he speeds faster past the blurred office windows, his clothes flash furiously around his body. The birds flutter up towards the shocked faces looking down, their wings whistling a warning as they fly towards the clouds.


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