Three moons in the sky.
Rain… Maybe?
It’s cold on my skin.
Rushing wind.
Clouds below me; water above me.
I’m…
Falling?
I’m falling as fast as the rain. But the ocean hasn’t moved?
I feel the fall, but everything’s staying the same.
I can move but nothing changes.
I can hear my voice when I speak.
I can smell the scent of the rain.
It’s so cold on my skin.
What… What’s happening?
I don’t understand. Where is the continent?
Where is home?
Is it me?
I see my hands.
My hands. My hands…
Everything starts.
I hit the ocean.
Everything’s dark.
It’s… Cold.
Why is it so cold?