Story: Time Between Times

well, it's more like a mini-story
and if you don't know what the time between times is, then read, and you'll find out

The sun fell slowly towards the horizon, casting red and orange light on the ocean’s bright surface. The man stood at the edge of the cliff face, looking up at the darkening sky.

He had stood like this for hours, thinking and watching. Waiting for the appropriate time.

The sky above was almost black on one edge, and a glorious show of light and color on the other.

The man looked now to the sunset. The sun was only half revealed now. Clouds reflected its shining rays.

The ocean was calm, reflecting the darkening sky and the sunset far away amongst the confusion of its waves.

The man looked now upon the sea. He reached out his arms, as if to embrace the sky. He walked to the very edge, the toes of his bare feet curling over the edge of the rock. The cliff fell away below him, a sheer rock wall.

The man looked again at the sky, at the sea, and at the sun. Then he leaned over, and fell.

He fell, and fell. The sensation of falling slowly melted away, and he was only suspended, with air rushing by.

A wonderful freedom filled him. Adrenaline pumped in his veins. Exhilaration filled him, until he felt his heart would burst.

The sea rushed towards him, but he watched the sun. He watched as, only a sliver now, it sank further down.

The man closed his eyes, and gave himself over to the fall. He felt the wind whip past him, heard the waves crash against the cliff face, smelled the salty ocean.

He struck the water, at the very moment when the sun fell below the horizon. At the time-between-times, his soul fled from the surface of the ocean, and his body sank down, down, down forever, to the sea floor.

The time-between-times. The moment when anything can happen.