From the Sky Above Into the Sea Below

Preface

She came to him one day. Falling, tumbling, stumbling out of her lofty place in the sky into his lower place in the depths. She was beautiful. Her silky white wings were rare for her kind. An angel- that was what humans called them. It was pretty apparent to every other creature on earth that angels don't just fly around in broad daylight fishing in the Bira Sea. Her people were the Kinnaras, and they hated his people, the Magindaras, as they likewise felt for their people. This unrest had been going on for many moon cycles, long before he had even been born. That, however, did not deter his emotions for her.

And there she fell. Again. As she had so long ago. However, there will be no holding back this time. He will not screw up as he foolishly did last time. He was far more prepared this time around. This time there will be no end. Finally she and him will be together. What if she wanted her own say in this? Too bad, she used that last time, no more talking. If she wanted to say something, she could tell him that she loved him.