As she stood there, leaning over the cliff, the only thought, nay, emotion, going through her mind was -sheer terror-. she couldn't be afraid of heights any more. this was the end. no more fear. as she gathered her wits about her, she looked up around her one last time, the trees, so bright and vividly alive, the birds circling above so clearly the predator. just as height was a predator to her self control, mice were prey to these mighty hunters. the whispering wind singing a soothing song, the sonorous humm of the mighty earth beneath her feet reassuring. And now, it had spiraled down to this at last. One last, large breath she took, before shutting her eyes instinctivly, muscles tense. No! she would not be afraid! sheer adrenaline backing up her will, she pried her eyes open, and threw herself off the cliff.

All she wanted to do was scream, scream in fear, terror, sadness, and at the same time, happiness. this is what she wanted, this is what she had told herself she had to do for so long, but for so long was she afraid of the consequences! But no more, this was the moment she had been craving for so long, and had known it was only so long a time before she caved into her inner desire.

And even now as she was freefalling through empty air, the wind sung to her, and the birds continued their search for tonights dinner. The earth sent out small waves of comfort, and the ground continued to soar closer and nearer as every second ticked by.

The blurry outline of the treeline was getting clearer and clearer, there was nothing too do now, nothing she could do to stop the inevitable. then, suddenly, just as the bird cried out in triumph, a mouse clamped snugly and dead in it's powerful beak,

the bungee cord snapped taut, and she proceeded to fly forwards, and up again.