Oh.For a moment, he was flying. In that split second time had stilled. It was a familiar sensation, completely out of place in the given situation, but comfortable nonetheless. He could almost say he enjoyed it.More Like This
And then it passed.
Aang slammed against the rock with a sickening crunch. Far away, he heard someone scream his name. It was a horrible scream, ringing with such pain and fear that his blood ran cold. He crumpled noiselessly to the ground.
He blinked slowly, gaping like a fish. Odd, he thought dimly. I can't breathe. His eyes slid closed. He was so tired, after all. It was as if he hadn't slept in years. It would all go away if he just
What? Something was tugging at the back of his mind. Aang frowned, his eyelids opening just a crack. It was quiet, whatever it was. Perhaps he could just ignore it
No, it was stronger now. He couldn't sleep, the little voice told him firmly. He still had something to take care of. What? Blood roared in his ears, but there were other sou