Aug. 13th, 2015

[Everything is dark. So dark, it's hard to imagine any light making it here... It seems gentle, though, almost protective. But it can't protect you from everything- and there's a rumbling sound in the distance...]

((chan is #nightingay!))
You're free falling through the sky, faster and faster with nothing to slow you down. Your heart pounds in strange excitement and fear and just when you think you might hit the ground —

The wind catches you, slows your fall to a gentle float until you land on the ground as a mischievous laugh echoes in your ears.