flew, stopped, stood up straight and held his waists. I didn't know, flying feels this great and awesome, Zander thought smiling at himself. Shortly, he flew once again, faster and faster this time until he reached and stopped, looking down in the middle of the wide ocean. He could see the big and grand super ferry and the colorful lights around it. He also saw a small group of fishermen in their small boats sailing quietly in the darkness of the night with their bright lamps. He focused, concentrated, and relaxed and immediately realized he could clearly see at night. The wide sea looked like he was looking at it at day time. He felt immensely great and as free as a bird. He then flew in wide circles and in different directions. He flew faster once more, and later he turned and flew cyclical in the air. He had already flown so far; he decided to fly back to the city, to see once again the beautiful buildings and roads of Manila. He was amused by the lines and files of expensive cars and many others in their bright lights. He stopped on top and admired the beauty and grandness of the whole of Luneta Park. He saw many park goers with their respective families. They looked so