Celestia

I could be falling right now. My feet could have already left the ground and I could be falling. Through the air, letting the atmosphere whip around my body. I would crash through the forest canopy. Hitting branches and leaves as I went. I'd choose a few in my decent and I'd build a cushion to make my landing softer. Upon the ground I'd fall and once I was composed I could explore my crash site. Walking up from the crater a great layout of foliage and brick would lay before me. I would walk through the garden, picking flowers along the way for a wreath to wear upon my head. I'd take my feet to the ocean, where it's always cold outside but it's warm to the touch. I'd look at the waves as they called my name. I'd let them crash onto my feet over and over again. Watching as the light reflects off of the surface and forms miniature rainbows. I'd see the moon and the stars in those rainbows and I would be carried outwards into the atmosphere back to where I had fallen from...