[ WP ] `` b-but that 's impossible '' the Professor said as it became possible before their very eyes .

No man had ever done it before. The aged professor realized this and accepted it as fact. He knew in his heart that he would never observe it. Many had given it a good shot; tried and failed. Thousands throughout history had tried to perform this accomplishment and failed. Many had lost their lives attempting to reach this accomplishment. It just simply could n't be done. 
 
 He recalled a tale from his youth. About a great artist, writer, and inventor who had designed a machine that could supposedly perform this feat of inhuman majesty. This was long ago, and the machine had never been created. Only left on paper, never materialising past the ancient great man's mind and notes. These papers were seen proudly on display in a museum, left as a testament of how even the greatest minds of human history could not achieve this mythical task. 
 
 He also recalled the legends. The myths. Of gods and demigods who could perform this feat. That was what set them apart from mere man. Some thought it was immortality that set gods apart from man, but even gods die. They die when they no longer are believed, are talked about as one would discuss a dream. No longer thought to be real, the gods even ceased to exist in the heart of man. But the dreams of man to do what the gods could lived on. 
 
 And yet, the professor had hope. He had studied the subject extensively. He knew that his hope was futile, but he still clung to it nonetheless. And then he received the invitation to a convention in France. 
 
 He packed his things immediately. He had to know if they had done it. If they had truly mastered what was never meant to be mastered. Conqeured the one thing humanity had wasted away wishing was possible. He had to know for himself. He could not sit idly by and wait for the news to be in the papers. He had to observe the event with his very eyes. 
 
 And so the aged professor gasped jn disbelief when he saw it. He stuttered and spat, blathering about how it was impossible. But it was happening there, right before his very eyes. They had truly done it. 
 
 He watched in keen earnest as Wilbur Wright showed the world what he and his brother had accomplished. He zipped around the sky like a majestic bird, soaring through the air in his biplane. this was not some crude glider, with some adrenaline junky trying to throw himself off a cliff. Nor was it an extremely large balloon that lacked the grace and elegance of the birds. The professor knew that this was history in the making for mankind. And he was there in France, watching the impossible become possible before his very eyes.
