Heights. I can stand on my balcony and rationally think: "I'm in no danger", but my body betrays me, I get vertigo and my legs become jelly. It's not that bad when I have water under me, though.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
