From the distance, I’ve heard some rumbling. It made heavy, hard noises like bevy of flying pterodactyls were just above me. The ground was not plain, churn of stones and sand were everywhere, I could hardly think what could bolster us in this free fall? My thought were convoluted, I could not properly concentrate and my sister blathering about less important. The land was bifurcated : on the left it was burn, on the right it was wet. Like the nature chopped around us with all its force and it was not pleasant