Chapter 24 ~ Gryphon

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 I wasn't thinking when I jumped off the roof, my only intentions were to save my delusional friend. It wasn't until that particular delusional friend flew did I think WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING! Jumping off of buildings, travelling through space with almost complete strangers, sure I left a life of pain behind but should I really be here? All this runs through my head while Mystery makes her escape, up into the suffocating darkness of space promising us the stars. 

 Racing after her I easily match her speed and steer her towards the spires below, an easy success. 

 Without hesitation in her flight Mystery flips over to face me and smiles a mischievous little grin that makes my insides twist into gnarled branches that try to make me pull away, but I can't. The wind picks up and soon Mystery is zigzagging in between the spire buildings with surprising ease, I beat restless wings harder than I ever had before, exhaustion finally catching up with me. 

 Buildings rush past faster and faster never ending blue gray points that differ in size and make the terrain all that more challenging. A humming noise fills my ears and I glance back to find our ship following us above the top of the pointed spire buildings.

 Mystery suddenly jerks upward and would disappear within seconds if I hadn't anticipated her move already. Close behind her I promise myself that she will not get away from me, not like I failed my mother. Mystery gazes down on me frowning as if something doesn't appeal to her, she raises her hands above her head until they touch and making a wide sweeping motion with her hands.

 I am ripped from her side thrown like a leaf in the wind. 

 There is only pain when I smash into the closest spire building, the humming getting louder as the ship approaches to collect my broken body. Katie reaches for me and as she places my aching body onto the back of Matthew the great big bluish black bear. Fleetingly, I catch a glimpse of the hole I was forced into making.

 A huge hole in the shape of a crippled human spanning the size of me with cracks extending from the humanoid hole big enough for a small spacecraft. Spots dance across my vision blurring images into light and dark swashes of colour that move and pulse against the stark gray and blue landscape behind them. Voices and grunts reach my ears but they stay garbled and illegible. 

Then something cold and wet meets my lips and sweet blessed peace washes over me as the world fades out and I go still.



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