Was this love?

He was falling.

Theo was falling.

His eyes were flashing red, his heart was going crazy.

But his stare?

Inhumanly blank.

'Why the hell do I always fall?'

Just falling- falling through the clouds- falling through the very fluffy white clouds.

He could see the bottom of the floating plains coming up.

But even below that- there was no ground. 

Just more space.

Bright space with nothing. No more clouds.

'I'm not gonna fall of this planet or something, right?'

It wasn't possible-

Right?

Right!?

Yeah, he didn't know.

But- 

Sigh- yeah-

Things were always going to go wrong.

One way or another-

Always.

And perhaps-

In the end-

He'd have to give up again…

SQUEAKEEE!

But just when Theo thought he was going to plunge into the abyss-

He heard a familiar sound- promptly followed by a gust of wind and a grab of the beak.