The wrong end
Take one more step and you will die
She hesitated her foot lingering in the air
Turning her gaze behind her
Trust me one more time Hop
The look of concern sprawling over his face
He was young a bit unkempt
His eyes seemed to undulate in varying shades
Just hop
She smiled as she surrendered to his whim
Thinking just a prank played
It was a bee she noticed
wings unbalanced
but unmoving
She reached a finger
prodding the insect in space
I can explain
She swivelled her head
No motion of any kind from anything
She could see the slivers of sunlight
Her legs for a moment
Shivered and dropped her to the ground
Sorry but your the first person who listened
He smiled as he offered her his hand
I am an Ender
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