As Icarus stepped onto the ledge, the Aegean breeze rushed to Icarus’s shaken body. This was his chance. As soon as he glimpsed below, he had a sinking feeling in his stomach about what lay ahead. He knew something could go horribly wrong. He knew if he miscalculated, he’d be slashed up by the sharp edged rocks that would lead to his painful death. Suddenly, a deafening screech made Icarus flinch and he could see the sharp rocks drawing near. He prayed and prayed that he wouldn’t be finished the way he foresaw. Time slowed. Icarus was stunned. at the last second, Icarus’s scaly wings unfurled like a bold eagle soaring the Azure sky. He was proud and relieved on what he had achieved but he still couldn’t believe what his father had done to Icarus. Betrayed. Lost. He was unsure. Continue reading Icarus’s flight →