What if human flight wasn’t a superpower, but a product feature? In this tragicomic vignette, we inhabit the mind of a “flying man” – a being bred or built for the sole purpose of aerial entertainment. He possesses no talent for it , suffers from vertigo , and longs for a simpler existence, perhaps as a test unit in a laboratory or a hunting hound.
The story explores the terror of total helplessness. As the narrator rises toward the sun, controlled by a string from the ground , he realizes his fate lies not in the hands of an experienced adult, but in the clumsy grip of a child. The ending reveals a shift in perspective that recontextualizes the narrator’s entire existence as a mere toy for dragons.
Author’s Note: This piece plays with the concept of scale and agency. It is a metaphor for those moments in life when we feel objectified by forces larger than ourselves – treated as “rejects” simply because we do not fit the mold designed by others.
Posted by Petr Oprsal
