I look out at the vast ocean, the sea as calm as the sky; that is to say, it is a raging sea. I hold onto the window to stabilize myself, knowing that if I fall it will be a painless death. Colors of gray and darkened blue swirl in the sky and the sea, making sure to warn everyone that there's a storm and it's deadly. I don't heed the warning though, knowing I will accept death if need be.
If only to be one with the sea. I feel as though I am Icarus, but instead of soaring for the sun, I would dive into vast sea. They say I am crazy, being a lighthouse keeper just to be close to the one I love. It is worth it, the smell of sea is a smell I can't get enough of. A crack of thunder roars in my ears and a lightning bolt illuminates the sky.
Amidst the splendor that is nature, I loosen my grip ever so slightly. But that is more than enough. I lose my grip entirely and the wind takes me out of my safe haven of a lighthouse. As I fall, I see a figure draped in a dark cloak. I smile as I plunge into the sea and my bones crack. Death was kind enough to bring me home.
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Short Stories
Short StoryHere are just little drabbles that I have written! I hope y'all enjoy these little drabbles, I had fun writing them. It currently has 20 parts (First few have titles, the other don't). May be more that's written who knows? WARNING: There is mention...
