Lyssa Krearns . d4 . wip

The wind carries their words, their whispers. But no one else seems to be able to hear. hey speak desperatly, their chanting becomeing more urgent, louder as the win beings to blow stronger.

Stronger.

Stronger.

They are shouting now. Matching the howling of the wind as it pelts the district with icy drop of water. The shouts fill her ears, filling her mind with the words of the wind. She listens at the rain soaks into her skin, saturating it to the bone. Most people have taken shelter by now, tucked away behind the walls of their home, this not the girl. She sands in the wet sand, her bare feet leaving imprints only to be washed away immediately as the rain crashes into the earth, destroying all evidence of her having set foot their only moments ago.  

Before her, the swirling mass of water, dances in rage. 

Dance with the ocean.

Come, come dance with us.

So she does.

Peeling off her dress, she tosses it to the side, the rain and wind pelting into her naked body, but she barely notices. She was focussed, focused on the wind and it howls, on the voices, on their demands. She would obey. She had to obey. 

Icy waters lap dangerously around her body, waist deep, the ocean surrounds her. Water that used to be a deep green is like ink, bitting at her skin. Looking down her body is lost within it, taken by the ocean and its rage. 

Lips pulling back in a smile she looks up onto the sky. Drops off ice stung her eyes. She closes them, cutting off the view of the angry sky, of the falling sky water. 

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{ credit to: zoë }

[ the shadows,
they whisper.
are you listening? ]