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Favorite lines for today. (The White Curtain is a super-tall waterfall.

Time had seemed to slow, or at any rate, Jay could remember the exact details of the next minutes. He could remember the biting cold of the water surrounding him, the violent pace which he was pushed at. He could remember trying to hold his head above the water, and trying to paddle against the water, but failing desperately. He remembered seeing the water spraying up in the air and hanging suspended just before him. He remembered the horrified feeling as he thought about what he had seen at the top of the cliff. His fright came all back to him as he remembered realizing where all the water was rushing away to. All of the ocean was rushing over the edge of the world, and he was rushing with it. He couldn’t tell how near he was to the edge, but he could hear the loud roar of water falling, and he could see mist in the air above him. Then suddenly he heard a scream even louder than the roar of falling water.

Suddenly his mouth was jerked open and he felt his flying above. The water had changed direction. He felt a sudden wind, and all the water flew away from the world into tiny drops of white water. Jay wanted to scream but he couldn’t. As he flowed over the edge, he could see the whole White Curtain stretched out beneath him, to where it disappeared into the mist hundreds of miles below. It was so white at the bottom, but where he was it wasn’t white at all. But he didn’t have time to marvel. It was coming for him. As he suddenly broke free from the water and plummeted, he was able to scream, and his voice drained itself like the ocean draining into the Curtain. The world rushed towards him as he free-fell. There was nothing to catch him. He had gone all the way up the Curtain only to be sent back in the worst way imaginable.

“Vrom! Vromidon! Where are you?” He had called, but there was no reply. He was sure that at this moment Vromidon would come swooping to rescue him. He couldn’t die, he had told himself. He was going to be important to the Ambassador to the dragons. He was going to be a hero. He couldn’t die.

“Oh, Vrom, where are you?”

Vromidon did not come. He would not come.

Those days ran through Jay’s mind repeatedly as he plummeted, but no help. And so, Jay fell.