“EEEEEEEE!” You know it’s bad when you’re falling to certain death and all you can think for your blessed last thought is Damn, have I got a girly scream. Thud. I collided not with the unforgiving ground but with a pair of strong arms and a broad chest, all connected to a form and face that I knew well. What the hell? Dllenahkh? I thought. “My hero!” I cooed as he swooped up into the open sky, carrying me safely. This is bad and wrong, I tried to say. Put me down, you idiot! I can fly for myself!
