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Sat 5th Nov 2022 12:51

Cold Stop.

by August

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?