Vivians+fantisy+scene;+Tidal+Waves

Vivian; Tidal waves

= Tidal Waves =

By Vivian
Gray is the one color that represents it all, yet it’s not just that. It’s the waves that crash as though it is the last punch before the fight is over, throwing the pounding, the echoing the sound of lost souls. Rush of salty water thrashing up against the rocks. The only thing you know is that they will fade away in time. The chill of your Goosebumps stops all time, and leaves you silenced, and vulnerable. Running from fear. Running because you are fearless. It cuts your core in half, till it shrivels into nothing. The rush of the wind pounds against you face, dissolving into your skin. Petrifying all thoughts. Leaving all you can think about, is the feeling of falling, and the feeling of surrendering your self to the horizon Letting your self fall. Lose all control of standing. Feeling your heart fall. I can still feel the sting of rain as it numbs your hands until you give up on any chance of comfort. You look up to the sky that is the color of regret smeared and spread across in one thrash. Slowly melting into the sea. As your eyes allow you to look farther down there is the waves meeting the tiny grains of sand. The sand below your feet tickling you until it pinches you. This is where Lilly lives. She lives under the waves. It is my body’s resting place. After my life, I was found and healed by her. Her abilities are far beyond what mine ever were. She can see past what I saw. Her talents are the only thing that I am now sure about. Her power is more than she knows. I am here to help her discover her true strength and control. My remaining soul was given to me to help her, so she does not lead herself to the trap I was once in centuries ago. She is merely six years of age so I must be patient. If I rush she will go down the same path as I. Her talent is too great to risk that. She will be the one to find her gift, and not discover her curse. I was twelve by the time the gift drove me mad. I pray she will never reach that state. When it reached noon I left to go see her. As I reached the shore it was ending low tide and the sea was building. I reached out to touch it. The first step is always slow when your going under. When my fingertips go in it feels as though it is electricity, yet calm and soothing, nearly impossible to describe. I have no powers, however I am a spirit, and we are allowed to all passages till they are closed specifically to us. I reach in to the water. My head in and at first my skull is pounding, a second later, all is relaxed. I look far beyond I see Lilly quietly alone, she seems to be looking at something on the sea floor where she is standing. As I walk closer to her I see a faint tear in her eyes. As I come up closer she is starting to cry. A little closer... she is hysterically sobbing. I look at her feet to find her locket. Smashed. She kneels down and lightly touches it. With a short scream the waves around us come crashing, and won’t seem to stop. She’s going to hurt herself. “Stop!!” I scream…