The Upside Of Falling Novels & Stories

The money helps me forget those little accidents. “Come on, boys and girls.” I twirl around, twisting my lower body just enough that it pops to the side. When I turn again, I wink at the couple closest to me, who keep staring at me while not moving their body at all. “I see you, Darron. Yeah, you too, Trixie. Shake that thing.” The man, Darron, just shakes his head, clearly entertained by my antics. He brings out a wad of cash from his pockets and starts throwing it down onto the platform, green eyes never leaving mine.

He never was. Some things were better when they were built slowly. Carefully. Until there was no way to escape them.

Once hit by a boulder, a master would fall down. To fall down from a height of thousands of meters while there was a terrible gravity burden, one would probably be injured in the sinews or bones even if he didn't die. For all the masters who could reach this step, such injury might not be a big deal, but the problem was that they couldn't afford to lose face! The most important thing was that once they fell down, they had to crawl up again from the foot of the mountian. In this way, they would basically have no chance to get the Immortal Artifact.

I know why people are in love, why they love the process of loving. It's because they get loved back, even if it's delayed. Love gives people false hope, and above all it makes you feel things that you never knew you could feel. It takes you to extends, it comes at the wrong time and sweeps you off your feet. And you will end up falling. Now, since we are falling on the earth and not space, there are consequences. Falling hurts. One moment you are so high up the sky, next, you are hitting rock bottom. In simpler terms, falling breaks bones.

Let it fall and don't even let it grow bigger. Our downfalls, we all are afraid of that, but every time you'll fall, stand up stronger and braver. I may have stumbled multiple times, I still made myself stood up. It may take me time standing up, but at least I did it. I stood up not as a warrior nor a damsel in distress but as a woman who decided to fight the waves that life will give me. I may fall but giving up isn't even part of the choices.

About training and family and childhood memories. The sun disappeared and stars filled the sky before we decided to climb down. "We should go before it gets too dark," I said standing. "Lead the way." I started down carefully. Darkness made everything harder and I had to feel for holds instead of seeing them. Halfway down my foot caught loose rock. It gave way and suddenly I was falling backwards into empty air. My reflexes kicked in but the angle was wrong. Nothing to grab. No way to twist and catch myself. I was going to hit the ground hard from a hundred feet up.

The werewolves howled in frustration from above, their cries echoing through the night. John fell, the world spinning around him. It was a terrifying freefall into the void, and for a moment, he wondered if he had made a grave mistake. But then, as he plunged deeper into the darkness, he saw a glimmer of hope. A narrow ledge jutted out from the cliff face, and he reached out desperately, fingers scrambling for purchase.

This fall sent Savannah a dozen meters way. "Hiss!" She struggled to her feet with a frown. Fortunately, she was wearing a protective suit, which helped her avoid injury, apart from the inconvenience of moving around. Savannah shone her flashlight up, and found that she had fallen from such a high place that if it had not been for the slope she would have been badly injured. It was easy to fall down, but it would be difficult to return by climbing up the slope. The rain was too heavy. Hearing a noise come from above, Savannah knew the others must be looking for her.

It is an exhilarating feeling, and there is no fear, only excitement. Thankfully, it’s close to dusk, so it’s no longer hot. I study the mountain that I need to traverse. I look down at the abyss. There would be over a hundred meters down if I fall. I shake my head. There’s no need to think about failure, I am sure it won’t happen.

He must live and go back alive to see her face of panic and disappointment when she saw him… Several knights in white watched with cold eyes as these people fell one by one, and some people climbed to the top covered in blood. At this moment, in their eyes, those who fell may not necessarily be failures, and those who climbed up may not necessarily be successful, because This top of the mountain is not the end of the trip.