No Ordinary Man – What defines ordinary?

No Ordinary Man

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The figure trod carefully over the layers of broken wood and broken memories. What was once a beautiful forest was now a deserted, lonely wasteland of shattered trees.

He gathered his belongings, flexed his majestic, jet-black wings and prepared himself for the mission ahead. Knowing exactly what he needed to do, he thrust himself up, beat his powerful wings several times and found himself soaring through the smoke-filled sky.

This was to be no ordinary task, but then again he was no ordinary man…

Can you continue the story of the man with wings?

Consider the following questions: Who/what do you think this man is? Where is he and what do you think has happened? What is his mission? What is he carrying?

Do you think he is the only person who can fly, or are there others like him?

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  One thought on “No Ordinary Man – What defines ordinary?

  1. Max / James
    December 1, 2014 at 11:10 pm

    The figure trod carefully over the layers of broken wood and broken memories. What was once a beautiful forest was now a deserted, lonely wasteland of shattered trees.
    He gathered his belongings, flexed his majestic, jet-black wings and prepared himself for the mission ahead. Knowing exactly what he needed to do, he thrust himself up, beat his powerful wings several times and found himself soaring through the smoke-filled sky.
    This was to be no ordinary task, but then again he was no ordinary man…

    Max – to other humans, as he’s working he feels the Broken wood on the ground.
    He cane see the broken bent wood on the plan dirty ground.
    The poor old man cane taste the dusty ear in the Gary sky
    The man fen hear noting but his foot steps.
    The man cane smell the smoke in the ear

    James –

  2. Max
    December 1, 2014 at 11:20 pm

    The figure trod carefully over the layers of broken wood and broken memories. What was once a beautiful forest was now a deserted, lonely wasteland of shattered trees.
    He gathered his belongings, flexed his majestic, jet-black wings and prepared himself for the mission ahead. Knowing exactly what he needed to do, he thrust himself up, beat his powerful wings several times and found himself soaring through the smoke-filled sky.
    This was to be no ordinary task, but then again he was no ordinary man…

    To other humans as he’s working he feels the broken wood on the ground.
    he can see the broken Brent wood on the plain dirty ground.
    the man can taste the dusty air in the dark gray sky.
    the man can hear nothing but him working across the wood
    the man can the smoke in the sky

    • December 3, 2014 at 3:52 am

      I like how you put descriptive language in your work max. 🙂

  3. December 3, 2014 at 3:56 am

    I think the man is man bird half man half bird. I think the man has grown bird wings over time I think his in a forest with no trees the trees might have got chopped down 😦 . I think his mission is to rescue some one I think he has a blanket and maybe a flower. 🙂

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