I'm speeding across rooftop, my heart pounding in my chest as I approach the makeshift ramp. With my knees bent, I brace myself, and jump. In midair, I yank on a chain attached to my harness and large mechanical wings spread out on either side of me. They were my best friend, Reia's latest creation. The wispy, handcrafted brass feathers match the ones on my goggles.
The wings catch the air as I glide over the chasm between buildings. I fiddle with the knobs on my chest plate, and my wings begin to flap, carrying me higher. Adrenaline rushes through my veins as I fly over the cobblestone streets of New Chicago.
It's not the smoothest ride. The straps are digging into my pits as gravity takes its toll, and I'm struggling to keep my legs from dangling beneath me. I'll have to let Reia know. I shouldn't have tested them without her, but I was feeling too restless to stay in.
I tug at the harness, adjusting its position on my back. I lose a few feet of altitude in the process but I am able to even myself out and enjoy the flight.
It's late, nearly midnight I think. The streetlights below are barely visible beneath the thick fog that settles in the crevices of waterfront town. However, the shop fronts that line the streets are clearly visible through the night owl goggles Reia made for me.
A flash of light in my peripheral vision catches my attention and I turn to discover another flaw in Reia’s design. The large angel like wings block my view. I don't need to see the source of the light. At this time of night, it could only be one thing.
When I turned the balance in my wings shifted and I began to fall. I work to quickly right myself and adjust the setting on my harness. I straighten my wings just as I reach the top of a buildi...
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...Brody is one of the few officers who try to get along with people, though no one made it easy for him. Most of the patrolmen treat the people in our side of town like inmates or herded animals. I sigh and roll my eye in defeat.
“I need get inside” I say shuffling my feet.
“Yeah. Just please don’t get caught sneaking around after curfew. It’s not worth it,” He stuffs his hands in his pockets and steps back to let me pass.” Nice wings by the way.”
I glance back and wink before jogging across the street and slip into the back door of ta 3-story walk up. Sneaking quietly up the stairs to the second floor, I automatically skip the steps that creak then slip through the back door to the flat I share with my friends. Five of us share a two-bedroom loft. Luckily, there is plenty of open space for us to spread out. Otherwise, we might drive each other crazier than we do.
Strap your belts and keep your hands inside while the Giant Wheel rises 110 feet in the air and your breath is taken away
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The way he treats her while on the patrol exposes a man who understands that they were people seeking a dream and treating them as criminals wasn’t right.
I am going to be analyzing about the first ten minutes of the film to
Paul E. Johnson, with the help of painstakingly thorough research, tells the story of a drunken, deviant, death-defying daredevil that would create his own fame from his many daring stunts. This daredevil, Sam Patch, would become an American icon through folklore and storybooks for his magnificent jumps from the tops of waterfalls into the waters below. The book begins with a look into Sam Patch’s lineage. The most important of Sam’s ancestors’ was his father, whom was a drunkard and ultimately a failure to the family. He lost everything and left the family to fend for themselves. As a young boy, Sam began working in a mill, where he eventually became one of the best “mule spinners” in the town of Pawtucket. It was there that he and a group of other young boys his age began jumping over the Pawtucket Falls, a large waterfall in the town. They treated it like an art, and eventually became known throughout the town for their refined “style.”
“Many years ago, there was a bird that just didn’t seem to fit in, this odd little bird tried to join a flock of seagulls and they refused him, he moved on but the crow said he was much too tiny. He searched everywhere looking for a place to call home, but all the other birds wanted nothing to do with this odd character. He wondered, why they were refusing his… until one day he discovered he had a unique quality that no other birds could understand, you see this strange creature was the only bird on the face of the earth that could actually fly
In the early 21st century, in a small town of Mequon, Wisconsin; a great injustice was being imposed upon the nobel students & staff of Homestead High School. The formerly great school was in a state of disrepair, textbooks were old and reeked of goat milk, the ceilings were filthy and foul, and even the heating and air conditioning systems were decayed and inoperable relics of a better time. Then, during an otherwise average and dreary day the whole student body was taken by surprise as the loathsome and terrible consortium, known as the school board had announced via loudspeaker, yet another set of horrid budget cuts. Unsurprisingly, the cuts were meant to free up funds for use of construction of a new astro-turf football field. For years,
This scene shows how the “flying Africans” were able to gain the strength to fly because the circumstance of being a slave pushes them to fly away from their oppressors. Like Milkman, the “flying Africans” want to get away from the people who want to take their freedom away. The “flying Africans” want to go far away from the place that dehumanizes them, which results in them taking flight.
I slided off before I knew it and rounded off the landing dock. I sat down to buckle my boots. Okay Kinney you got this. I’ve got to go down sometime, I repeated over and over to myself. My fists crunched in my sopping wet gloves. I clenched my eyes and took a deep breath and pushed
Opening Scene of the Film Gladiator The opening scene in any film is important as it introduces the hero
Dann Koeppel, non-fiction, “Taking a Fall” (2010); establishes that survival after free-falling from an airplane is possible and offers various tips and pieces of advice should once choose to do so. Koeppel uses scientifically-proven statistics to support his advice and furthermore illustrates specific survival stories to give credibility to his arguments. Koeppel’s purpose is to explain that survival from free-falling is possible in order to educate his audience on how to survive, as well as reassuring them that airplane accidents are not common events. Koeppel creates a confident and informed, yet humorous tone to explain pertinent survival information and quiet concerns of anxious travelers.
“Should I jump?” Piper McCloud thinks to herself, “will I just fall and die?” Piper McCloud is a girl who lives in Lowland County, she has mud brown hair, tan skin, she is ten years old, and 4’7’’ tall. From the time she was born on the farm, she mysteriously floated around the house. Piper knew that she floats, but she wanted to see if she could fly; so one sunny day, Piper goes on her roof and jumps. Right before she was about to hit the ground, Piper suddenly starts to fly.
Chen explains the realistic matter of flight with consequence. In “A Wall of Fire Rising,” Guy elevates in his balloon, but knowing there is not anywhere to go, he jumps to his death. In doing so, both his wife and son are left standing over Guy’s blood-soaked body in shock over the fact that he is gone and left without them. Guy was ultimately able to escape the horrors of his life, but in doing so he left behind his family to have to find ways to cope and adapt to a life without him.
“Yes…and when it gets light we will pack everything up all nice and neat, like nothing happened.”
The first ride on one of these fantastic beasts gave me an instant rush of adrenaline. As the death-defying ride started, a lump in my throat pulsed like a dislodged heart ready to walk the plank. As the ride gained speed, the resistance to gravity built up against my body until I was unable to move. An almost imperceptible pause as the wheel reached the top of its climb allowed my body to relax in a brief state of normalcy. Then there was an assault of stomach-turning weightlessness as the machine continued its rotation and I descended back toward the earth. A cymbal-like crash vibrated through the air as the wheel reached bottom, and much to my surprise I began to rise again.