Impulse and Control (4)
A Vampire had no wings to fly, and neither could he transform into a bat yet or summon a giant one to save him from crashing into death.
There were probably more worse ways to die than falling off a cliff… ledge, but right now, Lukas had a feeling that he'll survive this.
Where that uncanny confidence came from, Lukas didn't quite know where.
Risks where something that he didn't take much in the past.
It was safe to believe that if he messed things up once, that there'd be no way of digging himself out of the hole that he made for himself.
But right now?
The wind blew rapidly through Lukas' hair and face, the nighttime sky cast its ethereal light and he thought he saw something shimmer in the distance like twinkling stars, but much closer than he expected.
Falling.
Falling.