I gasp when he does what he does, swallowing and closing my eyes before opening them again and looking at him just to make sure. Once I compose myself, I take a deep breath and step off.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I flash a smile and close my eyes, concentrating. At the last second, I muster the energy and shoot us back up. Slowing things, I solidify the energy around us and mirage it to look like a cloud, moving a hand to rest behind my head and opening my eyes.
"So... I thought you might like to see things from a different perspective," I say, looking to the side and then down, "S'pretty amazing from a cloud's view."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly