Thank you to https://followingthegoldenquill.wordpress.com/2014/11/25/five-sentence-fiction-flight/comment-page-1/#comment-885 for this idea!
Ocean
Word: FLIGHT
My five sentences:
Exhausted, I climb the boulders, higher and higher. My muscles tremble from exhertion and I don’t think I can make even one more upward movement. But I’ve reached the plateau, scrambling forward on shaking legs, barely keeping me upright. I stand at the edge of the cliff face, surveying the beautiful, lush valley below, the sunbeams and shadows of clouds playing across the land. Forward, I lean, more and more, until my nose has passed my toes and passed the cliff and there is nothing but the falling and falling and freedom of the very moment….until the transformation occurs and my arms turn to wings and the feathers hold the wind and I am free.
innerdragon 