Spinning.

As I drift towards the ground, I spin and the world spins around me. The blues and greens and browns flash past, a kaleidoscope around the carousel of my descent.

The spun silk canopy spinning with me and giving an orange glow from above as the Sun's rays find it in the blue, blue sky.

The Earth rushes up, faster now. Still spinning, I begin to tense. Remember the instructions.

Relax.

Let your legs go limp.

Tuck and roll.

The spinning stops with a thud.