Pitter Patter Pat

Red sworn her hopes had raised as she and Ari were about to leave the stormy black greys that surrounded them. But one strike from Nickolai ripped her expectations into numerous painful pieces.

The smell of burning cloth invaded her nostrils and she could feel an unwelcome warmth near her arm that was wrapped around Ari's neck. She quickly glanced at her faey warrior's ashen face and she could sense that he was beginning to fade away into unconsciousness.

They were plummeting faster than she could imagine. There was this queasy feeling that pulled at her guts like when you ride a roller coaster and she felt like her soul would come out of her mouth.

Thunder continued to boom here and there while lightning flashed a few seconds afterwards like it could never be left behind. They were like twins that you always knew would be together no matter what would happen.