I M Already Standing On The Ground Novels & Stories

I scold him. Knocking on the door at the base of the tree I wait for it to be answered. After a few moments I go to knock once more when the ground suddenly shifts beneath my feet. I shuffle around to find my balance as the section I stand on rises into the air. I roll my eyes at her theatrics. If I were a normal human I would probably be screaming right now at being so high off the ground. A flower strewn bungalow comes into view when the level of dirt stops, and I quickly step off it.

I could hear the distant sound of traffic outside, but it felt like we were in our own world, separate from everything else. With a deep breath, I stood up from the bed, moving the pillow aside as I did. The air felt cool against my skin where the pillow had been, and I was grateful that my body had calmed down enough to make this possible. My legs felt unsteady as I rose to my full height, like I was standing on uneven ground. The hardwood floor felt solid beneath my feet, grounding me in this surreal moment.

When I get closer to the middle, my good luck runs out. I step onto a weakened ledge area and fall, my upper body slamming hard onto the solid ground and my arms just barely scrambling to find purchase as my legs swing helplessly below me.

I stood up and I felt like my feet are a few inches above the ground. “Could this be the mushroom?” August asked, he was leaning against the backrest of the couch with his head facing the ceiling. “I think so,” I replied.

I took three steps forward and my vision went white at the edges and I understood, in the specific clear way that the body communicated things it was done arguing about, that standing was not going to remain an option. I went down the second time without catching myself properly, one knee then the other then my hands and then my shoulder, rolling rather than falling, the cold of the ground coming up against my cheek with a solidity that felt almost deliberate, like the earth had been waiting for me to stop moving and was now simply holding me in place until I came to terms with it. I lay there and looked at the forest floor close up, the individual blades of dead grass and the small stones a

Then, all at once, the ground beneath me cracked. I didn’t even have time t o scream. I just fell. Version:1.0 StartHTML:0000000156 EndHTML:0001910851 StartFragment:0000000469 EndFragment:0001910843

This time it’s one of the guys who snarls at me. “I told you, I just need fo-” My legs finally give out and I land on the ground with a heavy thud.

He walked away. I stood there, frozen to the ground. What do I do? TBC

The ground beneath everything else, solid and permanent and not going anywhere regardless of what moved through it. I was standing on the floor. Even sitting on the ground, even exhausted, even with twenty years of power moving through me in ways I hadn’t begun to map, I was standing on the floor, and it was holding. I let my eyes close. Just for a moment. Just to be in the dark behind my eyes with the stone warm at my back and the sound of his breathing beside me and the land breathing beneath me and the complete Moonseal sigil on my arm burning its quiet gold.

Fortunately for her, he was unconscious so it was not that awkward. When they passed a small step, Myra slowed down subconsciously. Just as she was about to place her foot on the ground, a sudden surge of dizziness overcame her. “Oh!” She lost her footing and fell to the ground with Tony. She was not sure if it was an illusion, but she felt a hand protecting her head when she fell. With a low grunt, she fell on Tony directly. A soft sensation traveled from her lips to her brain, bringing along a refreshing taste of mint and tobacco.