A dream? Reality? He didn't know which was which. Events from the day before played in a distorted manner. They would stop and start at random intervals. Sentences and voices muffled in the background.
One moment. One instant, however, was as clear as day.
The fall.
The wind blowing past his ears. Anxiety sinking into his stomach. The cold embrace of death inching closer and closer.
Moments before he hit the ground...
WHAM!
His eyes burst open. He jolted upwards in a cold sweat.
The boy looked around in a panic. It was dark. He could barely see anything. He wanted answers but he couldn't find any. Did he die? Was it all just a dream?
"Hey, hey, hey calm down everything's okay."
That voice. It was Crystal.
He looked to his right and saw her standing next to the bed.
"You finally woke up. I was starting to get worried."
"Do you feel better now?"
The boy could only look at her in confusion. His memories were still foggy.
Crystal picked up on the boy's confusion and refreshed his memory.
"Remember what happened? Mama put you in my room so that you could rest."
Oh, right. So that's where he was.
Remembering the events from yesterday, the young boy blew a sigh of relief.
Now that they were both on the same page, Crystal asked again.
"Do you feel better by any chance?"
That's something he wanted to know too.
The boy started moving about, flailing his arms, neck, legs, etc...
He still felt groggy from waking up but overall, he felt fine.
The headache was gone entirely, and his muscles felt strong and agile. The only thing he had was a sore neck and a few bruises.
The boy nodded with happiness.
"Great, you should probably get up then. Mama is in the living room; she wants to talk to you."
The boy promptly got out of bed and put his shoes back on. He had many questions that needed to be answered. The quicker he got them the better.
As he tied his shoelaces though, his neck kept bothering him. He couldn't turn it properly without it feeling stuck.
So, before leaving he decided to take care of it.
He grabbed his head and twisted it to the left...
CRACK!
Then to the right...
CRACK!!
Aah...much better.
Those loud booms startled Crystal; it sounded like his bones were shattering. Just the thought of that gave her goosebumps.
"Uhm...try not to do that too hard ok? You could hurt yourself."
Basking in the comfort of his free neck, the boy gave her a thumbs up.
Now time to go!
Just before they left the room, Crystal caught a glimpse of the boy's face and saw how messy his bed hair was. She chuckled at how ridiculous it looked, but it did remind her of something.
YOU ARE READING
Fallen Angel
AdventureA father tells his son his usual bedtime story. A young boy who ran away from a perfect life accidentally fell into a mountain and found a magical new world upon his fall. How will he adapt to his new home? This is the story of a fallen angel.
