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The fluttering of wings.
Footsteps, closing in.
A staff, made of wood.
Marking the ground below.
A breath, suddenly.
In the shadow of a hood.
Leaves, rustling restlessly.
As a gust flies past.
A silent gaze.
Between the shadow and the silhouette.
As one walks past.
Prologue: Rise and fallPrologue: Rise and fall
I knew it was stupid, beyond stupid even, but I still did it.
“Come on, Ris! Jump!” Ethan shouts behind me. Agreeing voices shout along with him. “Do it!” “Yeah, jump!” “Come on, go!” They begin clapping and cheering, hooting and hollering. “Do it! Do it! Do it!” The shouts drone in my ears, but they cannot begin to beat the deafening sound of crashing waves beneath me.
I hold on to the railing for dear life, my back pressed against it and my fingers in a deadlock around the small thin iron rods. I close my eyes, not wanting to see the sickening drop that seemed to grow every second I kept looking at it. I curse my luck, myself and my pride. Especially my pride.
“I bet you won't dare to jump off the cliff at night!” He had said. “I bet you're just a big pussy! You're all talk, but in the end you're a coward. A big, fat coward.”
Something had snapped in me and amidst my yel
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