Icarus stared down at the pitiful sea and held his breath.The dark sea swirled beneath him.“it’s time son …” his father started interrupting his thoughts. “ I don’t want to go” Icarus whined. “ I’m afraid we have to we’re wasting precious time”Daedalus -Icarus’ father- said in a firm voice. “ you have to not we Icarus” argued back. “ I’m afraid you leave me with no choice” ,and with that he gently pushed Icarus into the churning sea below.He plummeted fast. Continue reading The Death Angel
Icarus stepped up onto the dirty window sill, mixed feelings spread across his body. He shook uncontrollably as he stepped forward.
This was it. Continue reading The last and first flight of Icarus
His hands were trembling with fear, the evening air surrounded Icarus’ body. His nerves shivered up his spine. He summoned up all his courage. This was it. With a pleading prayer on his lips, he leapt. Down, Down, Down he fell untill he was suddenly saved by a huge gust of wind, that swept him from his death. It guided him from the heavens as if he were an angel. As Hades reached up to claim is next soul, the hot thermals of Crete caught Icarus’ wings and lifted him from the underworlds’ clench. His delicate wings unfurled and he was once again reunited with his beloved father.
Icarus nervously stepped up on to the ledge. His heart pounding. The cold wind swirled around his raven-black hair just before he was about to jump. A sensation of fear trickled down Icarus` back . His heart missed a beat . He plummeted down. The scaly wings that his father made caught the wind then they unfurled.
His first and last flight.
As Icarus stepped out onto the ledge, he felt a cold breeze of wind brush against his face. Shivering uncontrollably, he jumped.
He closed his eyes as he plummeted. With a gasp of relief, the enchanting, pristine wings upon Icarus’ back, unfurled.
Continue reading Icarus and Daedalus
Icarus stepped out onto the ledge,his body shook with with fear. with a reassuring look from his father , he slowly stepped out of the window ledge.
Icarus began to fall with trepidation. Icarus’s wings started to unfurl. He started to get higher and higher and he began to weave in the sky. Icarus began to soar higher and higher until you couldn’t see him anymore and until he reached the sun. his father gave an angry look, but Icarus didn’t see because he had got higher and higher than the clouds.
Icarus, who was feeling regretful, felt the cold wind brush against his face; the thick air in his hair. He glanced down at the serene sea that lay before him.
Icarus turned around to see his humble farther, Dadilus, staring straight back at him. He had to do this, for him. He spun back around. His eyes narrowed, tears stinging. He leapt.
His hands were trembling. The cold air surrounded his body, sending shivers up his spine. He began to feel cold. Icy dread prickled his neck, warning him that danger was near. Something bad was about to happen.
Without any further thought, Icarus summoned up his courage, let out a small prayer to the gods and jumped. The rocks below him were getting closer. Too close. A desperate hope rushed through young Icarus’ body. Just when he was thinking of giving up his piercing cries, a gust of wind picked him up and sent him soaring in the heavenly air.
The thought of life and death made Icarus shake uncontrollably. He was one step away from freedom or the end of his life. A cold wind blew his hair, his heart was pounding. Icarus shut his eyes tight and took one step forwards.
He plummeted to the ground, screams escaping his mouth. Daedelus stood on the ledge, horrifyed at the sight of his son falling. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind caught his wings and carried Icarus away from death. The wind made him feel like an angel, soaring up to the heavens.
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