drabble: Flights of Fancy (for Kriadydragon)

For kriadydragon's prompt: Flights of Fancy - involving magic and/or flying. I still have four three drabbles up for grabs - feel free to ask for one, even if you've already participated in the meme.


Flights of Fancy

John, at age nine, spends long summer hours lying on his back in the shade-dappled yard. Between the leaves of the maple trees, the sky looks very blue and far away. He can almost imagine that the birds flying past are actually swimming, and that he's looking down instead of up.

Almost. Could, if not for the weight of the earth against his shoulders and the inevitable grass-stains.

His mother takes him to the lake sometimes. The water there is clear-grey, not blue, but he swims and pretends that he’s flying; watches the fish swim underneath the dock and daydreams.
Very cool use of imagining the birds swimming in the sky and himself flying in the water.
I must admit, the image came to me in the middle of lab class, and I spent about fifteen minutes pretending to take notes but actually writing this instead.

Came out pretty well, for all that.
I loved this! So John. I've always felt both air and water to be his elements, and you have both giong hand in hand so well.

[pretend I said something witty, profound or humble - take your pick. I'm too tapped out to come up with anything myself]
Er...have I used "beautiful" lately? I think I've used up "lovely".... Truly, I love the dreamy quality of this and several of your other fics/-lets. This one just wraps me up in summeryness...lov--. Crap. Can't avoid it! =P