They can't fly anymore

As the man runs his fingers through the feathers of the falcon, rapid successive shivers ripple down a student's spine. The fastest among those that have conquered the vast skies, stands rooted to a stump with super-fast glue. The feathers don't move even with slight breeze.

With already open eyes, he stares ahead and wonders why the audience looks familiar. He wonders why he can't fly anymore. He wonders why the human species, as he rightly identifies soon, are staring right back at him. He wonders why he can't feel anything anymore, why he can't move. Confused and lost, he invokes the Lord of the Skies and over the next few seconds, he feels the sensation of a tickle as the fingers continue to stroke his back. He shivers and shudders for just a second and in the next, instinctively spreads his awesome weapons of flight and takes off. He feels the surge of renenwed life, almost ready to rule again. To the bewilderment of the audience, he goes straight into the fan.