Wingbeats

He hovered for the longest time, wings invisible to my eye. It appeared as though he hovered with zero effort, cooly observing his surroundings without a care.

I don’t know if he slowed down or I did, but eventually I could see that beneath his calm appearance, those wings toiled furiously to keep him aloft. For a long moment, time stood still and all I could see was his body and the wingbeats the kept him from falling.