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Chapter 11: The Consistent Art of Gentle Thence Freefall
When undertaking the significant descent, it is precisely with due elaboration that one must consider the urgency of gravity. Gravity, that unseen friend, a tentative partner in the unravelling of what has yet to descend to rest. Take heed to embark upon the venture of After-the-Fall with a degree of lucid understanding, lest ye be swallowed whole by the gaping void of unscripted earthly reunion.
Step One: Wearing the feathery mantle prepared from snail shells and the tears of weeping willow, stand upon the precipice of intangible vertigo. Lo, ensure the turf beneath hath been adequately blessed (optional), for there is nothing more nihilistic than performing thine fall upon a daught of dust unprepared.
Step Two: Inhale deeply the air flavored by forgotten festivals of youth. For in this inhalation, ye root thyself to the sublime cascade. Hold this breath not for its vitality but for its import to thine essence during voyage down towards the indifferent soil.
Step Three: Execute the leap, but do so as one might casts a pebble into troubled water; aimlessness paired with intentional elegance. Feel the cold coaxing of the endless abyss embrace thy existence like the memories of ancestral specters lost to lullabies. Continue with poise.
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