Re-Awakening (2)

Days before....

Swimming in the skies was Eleanor, who hastened her fall, her vision focused on the man visible in the size of a sparrow from her perspective; hundreds of meters high in the sky numbered down by tens at every passing instances, yet not even a trace of fear flashed her golden irises that merely narrowed, ablaze in pure white flames.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM-!

At that reverberating collision of her homeland and the lands she grew up on, a humongous mushroom of heavy dust exploded high and rippled out to envelop her; the kicked up mushroom of dust killed the force behind her fall and sent her tumbling away, mid-air.

Flailing, Eleanor tried to re-claim her balance but soon learned that her efforts were futile, yet without giving up, she redirected her fall to where she last remembered her man falling; her heart trembling anxiously.