Percy Jackson- Fall of the Sea.

Falling

Falling

Falling

All I remember is falling. The air, wiping my hair into my mouth and eyes, trying to rip the clothing from my body. The feeling of being suspended in mid-air, as if gravity doesn't exist, as if your flying, like in those dreams, then comes the inevitable, the part that you have no control over, the part where you fall. Newtons first law states that what goes up must come down, if only it didn't apply to me ... if only.

Usually you wake up panting in your bed before you hit the surface below, but not me. No this time is wasn't a dream, this time is real. I would have thought it was a dream if not for the pain. The agonising pain that makes me want to black out. But no the fates wouldn't have it. I had to stay awake, no sweet relief of the dark.