Today’s prompt: He itched to clear the ground, to look out and
see nothing . . .
Flapping his over-sized
ears, Dumbo hopped but rose only an inch off the ground.
“Try again,” Timothy
Mouse said.
Dumbo’s ears hung
low. “It’s no use.”
“You need a jump start.”
Dumbo climbed on
the lion tamer’s chair, jumped and fell trunk first into the sawdust.
“I have an idea.”
Timothy handed his friend a feather. “It’s magic.”
Dumbo held it in
his trunk, flapped his ears, and to his surprise, lifted up off the ground. Higher
and higher he flew. Then swooped and dove. He itched to clear the ground, to look out and
see nothing but clouds.
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