Please review! I always kinda felt bad for her…
She fell faster and faster, and tears were torn from her eyes by the speed.
She felt her skin growing hotter and hotter, and she knew to the humans below she would be a shooting star.
She cut as she fell. Cut at herself, the knife tearing into her, ripping from her what she'd loved, what she'd known.
She cut out her Grace, and threw it aside.
She now felt ill, weak, disembodied. Almost as if she wasn't the one who was falling, but that it was all a dream, something she was watching.
She looked over, at her Grace. Watched as it fell to a different direction.
She cried. With pain. Physical from her cuts, and emotional from the loss of Grace and the very fact that she was falling from Heaven.
She watched her blood spatter the clouds.
She watched the ground rush up at her.
She watched her wings disintegrate with the loss of everything Graceful and Heavenly.
She watched her home close to her.
And then everything went black to Anna.