There is no way to scream in a dignified or manly way while spinning through the air, already with less than a quarter of your health.
And I may have given the impression, quite wrongly, that I was no longer afraid of falling.
That said, from a rational or logical standpoint, I was in the ideal form to survive such a circumstance. Cats, squirrels, and even the mountain hare (sometimes also called a snow rabbit or snow bunny) had various evolutions critical to... not controlling one's fall, exactly, but of at least managing the conditions of landing and mitigating the impact.
In this particular instance, there was a roof, only one floor down and far, far too close for me to land on. Normally.
How... proper that the first chapter ever misplaced here gets overwritten with a chapter from Servant that is supposed to be in the newly repurposed volume.
Highest gifters: (most recent in case of ties) Certo, Dark_Matter_045, and tie between Cagera and ApexAesir
Todays shout-outs: hardlinebruiser, Hopehard, and Thomas_Clark_6353, our top daily power stone donors.
As always, thank you for your readership, it matters more to me than I can find words for.