Prompt: Distracted!

Here is my entry for the Lit Up Prompt for April.

Prompt: Distraction!

The world below him looked so small, so far. The people that gazed up at him in awe were like miniscule ants all moving as one horde, in unison. He had practiced this before. He had done this before. The crowds were all the same. The heights were all the same. The wind blowing, the pride in his chest, were all the same. The success would be the same. Then a butterfly fluttered by, that was different. That was death.