Zoe closed her eyes instinctively. Even though she was like an ethereal ghost in someone else's dream, she felt the wind slapping her in the face as she fell down. For one horrible moment, she wondered what would happen if she could suddenly be injured, and die from jumping off the cliff.
Thankfully that moment didn't last long as she safely glided down onto the ground. Even though the ground felt solid under her feet, during the instant her feet had first made contact the ground had been as ethereal as air.
Landing safely, Zoe looked around her, trying to take stock of her surroundings. She wasn't able to see much. The visibility was much worse on the ground than it had been when she was up on the cliff. A thick fog hung around the entire place, and she could barely see two steps ahead of her.
However even amidst the fog, one thing was crystal clear.