RejektedAngel

I came to again before I hit the floor. Unable to move for the soreness in my body, the burning pain on my skin, I floated down onto soft ground. I felt it with my hands; the ground came up in them, filtering through my fingers, soft and comforting, falling back down to the ground. Something in the back of my mind itched to be heard. It must be ash, came a voice in my head. Ash meant volcano, hot spot, or vent. I don't know how I knew. It seemed an eternity before I opened my eyes; yet it was even a miracle that I knew my eyes existed. I hadn't discovered them until a short while ago...and I'd opened them to see those creatures, those beaut