The chains rattled as she swung her legs back and forth. The tree’s a green blur as the world rushed by. With her head tilted back, her eyes focused on the sky. Oh such a beautiful sky. It was brilliant blue with white clouds drifting lazily among an ocean of breeze. The wind tousled her hair and tickled her face as she went higher, faster. Her heart raced as her hands released the cold steel. She was flying. She was free.
Mile 29 