He leaped over a large pool of water, but misjudged its size. He came down—about to splash into the shallow water. But by reflex, he looked upward and Lashed himself toward the sky. For a brief moment, Kaladin stopped falling down and fell up instead. His momentum continued forward, and he cleared the pool, then Lashed himself downward again. He landed in a trot, sweating. I could Lash myself upward, he thought, and fall into the sky forever. But no, that was how an ordinary person thought. A skyeel didn’t fear falling, did it? A fish didn’t fear drowning.
