Lyrics used from "Why they call it falling?" by LeeAnn Womack, altered slightly without permission.

It’s like jumping, it’s like leaping
It’s like walking on the ceiling
It’s like floating, it’s like flying
Through the air
It’s like soaring, it’s like gliding
It’s a rocket ship you’re riding
It’s a feeling that can take you anywhere

“Ziameth, where’s Karasa?” S’vil asked his turquoise-shaded dragon. “Shouldn’t that egg of hatched by now? I mean, it was already pretty hard whenever we brought it over. Or is Karasa afraid that I want something out of her?”

S’vil smiled wryly. Karasa was perfect in absoloutely every way, atleast in his mind. Except in one way. She was afraid that he didn’t approve of her past. She had pickpocketed many people, and her mother had tought her to be wary of everyone, until she was tricked by her mother and fostered off to a greenrider. Then she’d been lucky enough to be Searched, and still didn’t trust S’vil. He wished desperately that she would, but was afraid to do so, because he knew that she didn’t trust her. And if he didn’t let her know that he liked her, then there was absoloutely no chance of her rejecting him. Ziameth had let it slip several sevendays ago, but S’vil had hoped that Karasa thought it was a joke. She didn’t trust him...

So why they call it falling
Why they call it falling
Why they call it falling
I don’t know

The egg hatched, Ziameth said in an almost reluctant voice. It’s a white, just like you’d guessed. Are you glad? The turquoise sounded nervous, and S’vil considered that for a second.

“Yes, I’m happy. But Ziameth, what’s wrong? I mean, you’re acting kinda... strange.” He glanced up at Ziameth again, who shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “Ziameth!” S’vil exclaimed. “Come on, confess right now.”

The turquoise let out a sigh. I was talking to Karasa whenever the egg hatched, and she said that you acted nervous around her like you thought she was going to lash out and attack you. And I told her that was basically it, and she got mad at me, and now she thinks that you don’t like her because of what happened when she was younger.

S’vil could do nothing but gape at his dragon. “Ziameth, I’m not afraid necessarily that she’s going to attack me physicaly, but that she might hurt me inside. There’s always a chance of rejection from anyone, and I’m afraid that Karasa is going to say ‘let’s just be friends.’ That’s what I’m really afraid of.” He groaned, putting his head in his hands and fighting not to cry. “How could you do that?”

I... I didn’t mean to, Ziameth said softly and apologeticaly. I meant it that way, but she just took it the other way. I am sorry, S’vil, I’ll make it up to you.

“No,” he replied. “I’ll go and talk to her. It’s my mess, I suppose, for being afraid that she wouldn’t like me when I just should of come out and said it.”

He headed again to the Candidate’s barracks, where Karasa was sitting as if in thought, with her two firelizards, black and white, curled up in her lap. “Karasa, I...”

“Don’t say it,” she snapped at him. “If you were afraid of what I’d done when I was younger, than you should of just come out and said it!”

There was passion, there was laughter
The first morning after
I just couldn’t get my feet to touch the ground
Everytime we were together
We talked about forever
I was certain it was Heaven
We had found.

So why they call it falling
Why they call it falling
Why they call it falling
I don’t know

“Karasa, I promise, that’s not it... Not it at all, I swear to Faranth. It’s just that... Ziameth worded something the wrong way.” S’vil found himself stumbling sharply in his wording, ashamed that he had been a chicken and not come out and told her instead of sulking around.

But you can’t live your life
Walking in the clouds
Sooner or later
You have to come down

It’s like a knife through the heart
When it all comes apart
It’s like someone takes a pin
To your balloon
It’s a hole, it’s a cave
It’s kinda like a grave
When she tells you that she’s found somebody new

“S’vil, forget it,” Karasa said, with a coldness that made S’vil shudder inside, but he wouldn’t let it show. “Look, I shouldn’t of been talking to Ziameth in the first place. But thanks for the firelizard.”

So why they call it falling
Why they call it falling
Why they call it falling
Now I know
Now I know.