6 - Winged Strawberry

Prompt: Suit

It turned out to be of no use for Madeline to memorize her way to the mirror. She didn't even do it anyways. When she ran off after her reflection, she found out all the rooms had turned into different ones.

Contrary to the previous rooms she walked through, she found out dark blocks floating in the air. They seemed to be made out of jelly. She noticed the surface and edges of those blocks moved and fluttered like the sea waves. In their insides she could see countless galaxies and firmaments. Like a starry sky, but better.

She found out she could fly through the blocks if she used her dash. This allowed her an easier way to climb out of the pit she now found herself in. It was hard to see difficult to see outside the blocks once she entered them. The world outside moved while she stayed in stasis and floated between those celestial bodies with a peace and tranquility she rarely saw in recent days. Like she had a place in the universe. The idea of staying there of course traveled her mind like she traveled in those dream blocks. Until she was launched out of them like a cannon ball.

It could be troublesome at the least to find a new path, but the novelty and the sensation the dream blocks gave her mitigated the fatigue in her new exploration. Besides, she couldn't get lost if she didn't know where she was going, right?

As if the old site wasn't strange enough, her exploration drove her to a room with an open roof with a view to the night sky. Once she entered, she felt an emptiness in her chest, like something inside her had disappeared. Madeline didn't think too much about it. This site was too strange on its own she didn't know what to make out of all of it.

Wandering with her eyes, Madeline found a strawberry like the ones she carried in her back. With the difference this one had small white wings elevating it high in the air various meters above the ground. Madeline wanted to believe she was seeing fine. Her vision was no longer troubled by doubleness she carried since she woke up.

She thought it would be easy enough to reach that strawberry with her dash with enough precision, but sooner than later she found out she couldn't actually use it. The only way she had to reach it were wooden springs spread across the room.

Madeline would have to suit herself to the room's needs if she wanted to get that strawberry.

She bounced through the room starting by the spring attached in the floor boosting herself a couple of meters off from the ground to a wall she clung herself to, then she jumped to a floating still debris stone. Some of those debris were only bigger than a slab. Madeline hanged herself from behind and jumped over them to get to the spring on top of it. She reached to a few tiles frozen in the air as well. As soon as she stepped them, they began to crumbled and fell one by one. Madeline reacted fast enough and jumped into a questionable security hanging from a debris. She didn't have too much time to doubt before her arms tired out.

From there Madeline clung to every debris like her life depended on it, as it did in some sense. Madeline had not realized how vulnerable and exposed she was until that moment.

She continued jumping from debris to debris until she was face to face with the winged strawberry, but not within her reach. She didn't have much of room for error when her grip depended only in one arm she could already feel numbing due to the effort.

For a moment Madeline looked down. A miskate fixating on the vertigo more than she should as she almost slipped. Madeline hang over ten meters off the ground. To her were fifty.

But looking down was also a hit when she saw she could reach the very first spring in the ground and cushion the fall if she landed on it.

One of the debris' bricks Madeline had her feet put into detached off and fell with great speed to the floor, breaking into several pieces on impact.

She didn't think thrice, Madeline leaped from the last debris to the winged strawberry like a bird hunting its food. She grabbed the strawberry with her two hands and immediately after she curled up her body into a fetal position as she fell and closed her eyes waiting for the worst.

She could feel her hair flutter wildly and the air fill her ears. Her body did hit the spring, diminishing most of the impact of the fall. But Madeline still received a rigid impact against the floor rolling a few meters. Her left side had gotten the worst part of it, but it was nothing she would not survive.


It was surprisingly entertaining to write this kind of plataforming level. If I had more room for words I'd definitely write more of theses. Maybe I should if I write something else after I'm done with this one series.

Any comment is well appreciated, even if it's a simple "I loved it!"

See ya.