Adam had been flying for nearly two hours before he even noticed the sky had changed.
At first, he was too focused on getting better, testing his limits, and pushing his endurance. His black-feathered wings, once awkward and difficult to control, now moved with precision as he maneuvered himself in the air.
It was safe to say that he was finally getting the hang of flying to some degree, well enough to not get himself killed when taking off, and flying in the sky.
But that progress was still something regardless of how small it was, and for that reason, he continues to push himself to new levels, as small as that jump in learning may be.
And with time, each of his adjustments, and each of his corrections felt smoother.
His confidence was rising, no pun intended of course.
"Yeah... just like that Adam... maybe if I do this for a week straight every day, I can probably try my hand at supersonic flight."
He said to himself.
