He's Whipped
We stepped back into the burning brush, ignoring the searing pain against our legs as we prepared for our approach.
"One!"
My heart hammered a frantic, erratic rhythm against my ribs. I locked my eyes onto the far ledge, visualizing my feet planting firmly onto the solid rock.
"Two!"
We lunged forward, pouring every ounce of our remaining strength into our legs. The ground beneath us tore away as we gained speed, the terrifying abyss rushing toward us at a dizzying velocity.
"Three! Jump!"
We hit the absolute edge of the precipice simultaneously. Side by side, our hands tightly locked together, we launched ourselves out into the empty air.
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