Freefallin'
Alena Garodrou was a Draconian. Except for being psychic, she knew that she could fly. It hurt when she expanded her wings, but when she did, she took to the skies and flew like the birds of the air. It was quite liberating.
Ah, the joys of flight. The wind is blowing through my hair, the Mystic Moon is high above, and the ground is below me.
She realized now she was flying over Asturia, and she should be careful.
All of a sudden, her body froze, and she could not flap her wings. She was terrified. Her thoughts moved rapidly inside her head, frantically searching for some way to flap her wings. She began spiraling into a freefall that could take her very life if she landed in the wrong place.
Meanwhile, below her, a handsome yet bitter man named Allen Crusade Schezar VIII stood in a field, talking with his sister, Celena Schezar.
"Do you think we should go see Van, Allen?"
"I suppose so. After all, his brother's wife did have a new baby. I may never understand it, though. Who would've thought that Folken and the Leopard Girls would become normal people?"
"Allen, do you hear something?"
"Yes. It sounds like it's coming from up above me…"
Allen looked up, and saw something falling out of the sky. It looked like a woman…with wings. He could not get out of the way in time, and the woman fell on him, knocking him to the ground.
"Ouch! That hurt! Watch where you're going next time, you flying freak!"
Celena stood there, eyes wide and jaw open with shock.
"Allen?"
"What is it, Celena?"
"She's dead!"
"Oh, for Asturia's sake!"
Allen began performing the some of the medical training that Millerna taught him, things she said that 'every one should know'.
He stuck his thumb in the strange woman's mouth (something he hesitated to do), and pulled her mouth open. He then put his ear over the woman's mouth to listen for breathing. He felt her hot breath in his ear. It gave him a few less-than-appropriate thoughts. He shoved them out of his head.
"She'll be okay. Let's get her into the house."