Capítulo 63: The Curse of Nothing (2)

Luck stared at the waterfall, watching it intently. He watched as the water slammed into the river and droplets flew into the air as a result.

It was as if the stream was slowly pulling him in and yet he could not look away.

As he studied it closely he finally began to hear the sound of the splashing water. It was muffled at first but slowly it started growing louder and louder until it became overwhelming.

That was when he was finally able to hear it clearly. That was not the sound of a waterfall, it was the sound of drums, thousands of war drums beating in a strange melancholic beat.

An image began to form in the depths of the stream and Luck was suddenly pulled in.

He was no longer at the peaceful waterfall, instead he saw the sky lit up in a beautiful sunrise. He was also high, very high above the ground.

Immediately he noticed, he fell, whatever invisible force that was holding him surrendered him to the cold grasp of gravity.