Gravity Falls Hands Novels & Stories

Liya hands still holding onto mine as I struggled to control my breathing so I wouldn't pass out. I tried pulling her up but then her hands slipped out of mine and before I could realise what had happened then I motioned grab her hands once more, I saw her falling down to the deepest part of the cliff and there was no sign of the rescue team.

Always watching. I went into a climb, my body extending, reaching for the top of the pole. As I wrapped my leg for a descent, my hand slipped. No—it didn’t slip. The pole moved. It shifted, just a fraction, loosened from its base. My grip faltered. My body weight wrenched sideways. A fall from this height onto the hard stage would break something. Time seemed to slow.

Kartika and Koji slam a tavern that it’s devastated, while Varz and Herman were shoved to the sea. “Guys...” Alfi is still trying to hold them up. “Gravity is a force which attracts any masses thing and it can’t be gone. Any idea about Earth Gravity? I can manipulate the gravity field anywhere anytime as long as I am on this planet. Do you feel like being pressed and lifted at the same time? And what will happen if an object is in the middle of two gravity fields which press each other? That’s right, you’ll be squeezed that your body vanishes. (Holy shit! Who am I? A smart pants? Should I take a Magister Degree of science?) I will kill you, Alfi!” Awan exclaimed.

But I didn't really fall out, because Xavier stopped me in mid-air with a casual pull. I suddenly understood that Newton's discovery of gravity does not apply to everyone, there are always some guys who are too strong. I also finally understood that the difference between man and man is bigger than man and pig. How did he manage to kick the door down with a casual outburst with a long, slender leg like that? He was so long and slender a hand, how to do a casual pull to pull me down? I can't figure it out, and I guess I can't figure it out for the rest of my life.

She tries sightly sliding her hands so that only her fingers are holding her weight, and she reaches for the window railing. Just when she was about land her leg, her hands slipped. Elizabeth bits her lips so hard to avoid screaming and alerting the guards. Her hands move to hold something, anything to stop the fall. Her eyes are wide open as she watches the land coming closer and closer to her face. She feels everything is happening in slow motion.

I missed, the hand holding me firm from falling slipped against the slick railing and pretty soon gravity was pulling me backwards to the abyss. My whole body jerked backwards, a scream escaped from my throat and Carl’s gasp echoed in the room as if he knew how high I was and how a fall from where I was standing meant death. My heart roared, I felt dizzy as I fell backwards. Yet instead of meeting a couple of stairs on my way down, instead of falling over and rolling like some clumsy clueless dog all the way down, my head hit a wall. A wall of tall muscle that broke my fall.

I locked my other hand on the ground and braced for the worst. The elevator shuddered again.Then plummeted. The scream caught in my throat as gravity tore at my insides. We were falling. Not in a slow motion now, but actually falling. Everything became a blur, Caleb’s body bounced slightly and I gripped his head tighter, pressing him down as best as I could. I slammed my own elbow into the floor to brace myself, pain shooting up to my arm. Sparks flew from the control panel. The ceiling panels groaned. Something snapped.

A scream left my lips before my hands slipped free of his mane, and I began to slide down his back to what I assumed was going to be my death, as I tried to grab his fur beneath my hands, but there was no use. My head then turned as I watched the rocks tumble to the bottom of the steep cliff, as I envisioned my death, while my hands slipped free completely and there was nothing more to grab onto. As I watched myself begin to fall, a sharp pain hit my arm, and I screamed out in pain, as I felt blood begin to trickle down my arm, but I realized that I had stopped falling.

My hands clench into fists at my sides. Don’t fall. Don’t fall. But my knees buckle. My body folds, betraying me, and I drop. Hard. The cold, hard ground meets me mercilessly, the impact sending another shockwave of pain through my already broken body. My hands slam against the dirt, trying to steady myself, but they tremble violently. He’s lying. He has to be.

I am falling. My instincts kick in, I try to grab onto the wall but my hands slice through thin air. Closing my eyes, I wait for my body to hit the ground but nothing happens. It’s too calm. No, wait. I am moving. I peel one eye open.