It's Not the Fall...
Jan. 1st, 2007 06:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shosenBluff Diving. Sort of a tradition, I guess. I hadn’t spent much time in Thunder Bluff last New Year’s, and I was rather dead for the one proceeding that, so I didn’t really know. It sounded like fun though, when Thrall’tukk asked if I wanted to try it. Besides, it wasn’t like I talked about other moments looking over those edges, so I didn’t see anything else in the offer.
I probably should have changed my mind after getting so flustered. Stone the nice, but very unclothed, druid we met by the pond asking if Thrall’tukk was my Bull, and his answer. I still hope he wasn’t offended that I didn’t know what to say to that. Then that other, awful Tauren, so horrendously rude. Maybe I wasn’t exactly focused.
But the first jump went all right, except for poor Stone falling like one. He seemed okay after, though, eager to try again. And he’d gotten the hang of it, managing to land farther than either Thrall’tukk or I, the two of us in something of a heap. And I didn’t know what to say there, either. But there were mountains on that side of the Bluff, they got in the way, and a third jump was needed.
It had seemed like part of the game, to take the sip of the light drink at the last possible second. It had worked the first two times, but this one... I fumbled, dropped the glass, and then I was already falling. Such a quick drop, just enough time to think “So, this is what it’s like.”
I’d stood, far too many times, on the edge of the Bluffs, wondering. Thinking about a few moments of freefall, and then pain, and then freedom. Thinking of, not returning, though in those dark moments, I never thought anyone would bother to attempt to call me back anyway.
There had always been something, just enough, to stop me: a demand of the Apothecaries, Sakti’s soul in my pouch and her waiting, the unknown soul of the body I wore. Just enough, to hold me back from that one last step.
And that fall.
The landing was as quick as I had always imagined. A crunching moment of pure pain, and then, that freedom. Not complete, I could tell that I was still bound in some way to that body, but as free from it as I could get, and all I had to do to stay that way was, not answer.
But it wasn’t what I wanted. I waited, knowing that Thrall’tukk would find me, pick me up as he had Stone after that first jump. I waited, and I knew that I would let him.
I didn’t want to die yet.
I probably should have changed my mind after getting so flustered. Stone the nice, but very unclothed, druid we met by the pond asking if Thrall’tukk was my Bull, and his answer. I still hope he wasn’t offended that I didn’t know what to say to that. Then that other, awful Tauren, so horrendously rude. Maybe I wasn’t exactly focused.
But the first jump went all right, except for poor Stone falling like one. He seemed okay after, though, eager to try again. And he’d gotten the hang of it, managing to land farther than either Thrall’tukk or I, the two of us in something of a heap. And I didn’t know what to say there, either. But there were mountains on that side of the Bluff, they got in the way, and a third jump was needed.
It had seemed like part of the game, to take the sip of the light drink at the last possible second. It had worked the first two times, but this one... I fumbled, dropped the glass, and then I was already falling. Such a quick drop, just enough time to think “So, this is what it’s like.”
I’d stood, far too many times, on the edge of the Bluffs, wondering. Thinking about a few moments of freefall, and then pain, and then freedom. Thinking of, not returning, though in those dark moments, I never thought anyone would bother to attempt to call me back anyway.
There had always been something, just enough, to stop me: a demand of the Apothecaries, Sakti’s soul in my pouch and her waiting, the unknown soul of the body I wore. Just enough, to hold me back from that one last step.
And that fall.
The landing was as quick as I had always imagined. A crunching moment of pure pain, and then, that freedom. Not complete, I could tell that I was still bound in some way to that body, but as free from it as I could get, and all I had to do to stay that way was, not answer.
But it wasn’t what I wanted. I waited, knowing that Thrall’tukk would find me, pick me up as he had Stone after that first jump. I waited, and I knew that I would let him.
I didn’t want to die yet.