29 May 2013

Fractional Storytelling #14

I flew off the jump for about 15 feet and landed with a crunchy thud, my ski tips in my stomach and my face in the snow. It knocked the breath out of me.

I gently lifted my head and laid there for a few minutes to see if I felt OK to move. It was so quiet I could hear the snow falling.


4 years ago on TTaT: Easy was a long time in the making

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