The rush of energy running up his fingers, the buzz riding through his arms, the electrifying zap burning into his limbs. It felt good, it felt natural. The adrenaline just swimming it's way to every little muscle and nerve, spiking as he jumped from one pipe to the next.
Rust scratched across his soles, metal screeched below his feet, smoke billowed towards his eyes. Out in the city, up high is when you truly feel like you have space. Just climbing on every precipice, crawling up the spiraling stairs. It was fun.
His smile got wider as he flipped over another obstacle, losing balance only temporarily. He liked this. The way the world turned upside down, or the way it swayed when he hovered over nothing. Exhilarating.
He likes when his body just moves, when it just does what he wants. He likes it when his control slacks as he falls through the air, how he lets fate decide where he goes, just for a second. He likes it.
Sunlight caught his face, freckles lighting up in the shine. His jacket settled back as he stood atop a chimney, facing the sun. It was mornings like this, that made him feel alive.
The cold chipping away at his nose, the crisp fresh air he breathed, the light of the sun bringing out the colors that passed him by. It was beautiful, it was natural.
It was perfect.
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Misc + Etc = Me
AlteleI'm a little bored and regretting this decision already, but since my other two book things absolutely suck butt I've decided screw it, you know? This is probably just going to be random skits and scenes, or anything I think of. I'd say anything peo...
