Keep Holding On {Blitz//Arrows}
May 8, 2016 20:53:40 GMT -5
Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on May 8, 2016 20:53:40 GMT -5
Chaos O'Hana
A blood-curling screech of a warning claws against my senses. The temperature drops from my face, and that bitter bite of ice even consumes the brutal breeze. But instinctively my feet only scurry in response, blindly though very determined. That unforgiving sound is rare, but a small child who’s never witnessed such still wails to the threat ahead. Within a second my name is controlling the environment and it’s future victims, chaos. A stampede ruptures to the east, while confusion forcefully carries me with it. I must get home and protect my family; this direction is good.
This Morning’s atmosphere illustrated nothing but peace. Memory of delicate sand continues to slowly absorb my bare feet, as Lightning’s head breaks through the calm crystal ocean in a distant picture. His radiating smile from a successful dive for precious pearls grasps my vision, while fear overtakes every other aspect. Did he return home before I left my adventure through the market? Is Tempest’s gentle features still resting upon her pillow in our room? I can only plead that Storm graces our family with reassuring presence that he’s safe. If anything happened to one of them… Pain captures my chest as though a shredder’s reviving my numb heart.
The door breaks open with the deadly urgency my fingers are causing. “O’Hana!” I desperately howl out for consolation, only to discover two of them are unaccounted for. With how depressingly distant this family is from each other, I escape back into the disarray lacking any navigation to where I should search. “Lightning!” Unfortunately there’s a dire ache that my Brother’s close to the crisis. “Tempest!” And hopefully my sister is far from it, though my fret is extreme for the both of them. I battle against the crowd fleeing to safety, my concern refusing to budge.
This Morning’s atmosphere illustrated nothing but peace. Memory of delicate sand continues to slowly absorb my bare feet, as Lightning’s head breaks through the calm crystal ocean in a distant picture. His radiating smile from a successful dive for precious pearls grasps my vision, while fear overtakes every other aspect. Did he return home before I left my adventure through the market? Is Tempest’s gentle features still resting upon her pillow in our room? I can only plead that Storm graces our family with reassuring presence that he’s safe. If anything happened to one of them… Pain captures my chest as though a shredder’s reviving my numb heart.
The door breaks open with the deadly urgency my fingers are causing. “O’Hana!” I desperately howl out for consolation, only to discover two of them are unaccounted for. With how depressingly distant this family is from each other, I escape back into the disarray lacking any navigation to where I should search. “Lightning!” Unfortunately there’s a dire ache that my Brother’s close to the crisis. “Tempest!” And hopefully my sister is far from it, though my fret is extreme for the both of them. I battle against the crowd fleeing to safety, my concern refusing to budge.
