Wei didn’t like flying dreams. He always said that flying was like falling, only sideways. Whenever he found himself soaring through the clouds in the land of Nod, he felt his stomach do a flip and had to fight to hold in his dinner.
Normally, he would realize quite quickly that it was only a dream, it being impossible for humans to fly and he being quite a logical thinker. Sadly, this never seemed to help. Down, he would think to himself. Down to the ground. But whatever part of his subconscious mind was controlling the dream world thought it would be far more entertaining to fling him straight up into space instead.