(magic realism story)

In a small town on the edge of the world, there lived a boy named Max. Max was a curious and adventurous boy who loved nothing more than to explore the world around him. One day, as he was wandering through the fields near his home, he noticed something strange. His feet were no longer touching the ground.

At first, Max thought he must be dreaming. But when he looked down, he saw that he was indeed hovering several feet in the air. He flapped his arms, half expecting to fall back down to earth. But instead, he soared higher and higher, the wind rushing through his hair.

Max couldn’t believe it. He was flying! He soared over the fields and the forests, over rivers and mountains. He flew higher than any bird ever could, and he felt free like never before.

But soon, the townspeople noticed that something was different about Max. They saw him flying through the skies, and they whispered among themselves. Some were afraid of him, while others were envious of his ability to soar above them all.

Max tried to keep his flying a secret, but it was too late. The townspeople soon found out, and they gathered around him, demanding that he tell them how he did it. Max tried to explain, but they didn’t understand. They thought he was lying or that he had some kind of magic potion.

In the end, Max had no choice but to flee the town and take to the skies once again. He flew to distant lands, exploring new worlds and meeting new people. And though he missed his home and his family, he knew that he could never go back. He was a boy who could fly, and the world was his to explore.