When you land, you land on a cliff. You happily look at the cookie. But while your taking that beautiful and breathtaking look, I start plucking the feathers of your wings off. You turn around when you see me and throw a punch at me. I jump over you and you stumble, fall into the lake below the cliff. When you fall, you fear of dying so you let go of the cookie to grab that picture of your parents in your jacket. I jump down and grab the cookie before taking off in my hoverboard I bought. I see you crash into the lake as I laugh a quite crazy laugh, since that water is cold.