To fall is to die, something Lydia had been told before, but nothing could prepare her for the actual sensation of it; the whooshing of the wind and the cries that came from her own mouth. Left was right and down was up. Nothing made sense anymore.
Lydia reached out a hand as she plummeted through the clouds. She had known that this would happen...but they had gotten so close to winning. She had thought that maybe, just maybe, they would succeed.
She had been wrong.
Even the dampness of the clouds could not muffle the chiming of the bells. Someone had won at the game, and the winner was rising to the top of the tower.
But she was
still
falling.
Until...she wasn't.
She was rising,
up and up and up.
A hand gripped hers and pulled her close, and she felt tears trickle down her face and onto her clothing'. They were safe. They were free.
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To Fall is to Die
FantasyEvery year, several teenagers come together to compete in the Cup challenge, an obstacle course in the clouds. While each of their stories are different, all of them are after the same things: fame and fortune. But the origins of the Cup seem to be...
