"Holy fuck." He muttered, struggling to not look down at the looming water.
Why did I agree to this, he thought.
He took in a deep breath.
He had never liked death, even if he wanted to die he didn't like it, it was too easy.
Yet, here he was, feet dangling off of a
cliff side.
Lilliana looked down at the crashing waves against the bare rocks, almost entranced by it, like it and nothing else held her full attention.
"Isn't it great?" She asked excitedly. "I feel so free. I feel like I could do anything."
"Yeah.." He muttered. "Fun."
He closed his eyes and concentrated on taking breaths.
"How do you do this without being afraid of falling?" He asked.
She glanced at him and he peeked through one eye.
"This shit is scary."
She laughed, and damn her laugh made him feel like he was falling.
He laughed at the irony.
"Well," she said, "I don't know. I'm really not afraid of falling. Death doesn't scare me anymore. Stuff happens." She shrugged and grabbed a rock and tossed it.
"I know what you mean." He said. "This place fucking sucks."
she dryly laughed, "yeah."
He slowly opened his eyes and his breath caught, but this time it wasn't in a oh-my-god-I'm-gonna-die way.
He looked down and then looked at her and that was when it hit him.
This was the art of being human.
This was what people lived for.
A beautiful sky, a beautiful girl, and a mess of emotions.
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