A small boat rocks in the vast ocean. A little girl stands at the bow, blinded by the sun on the sea.
She is not little- but we've covered this.
And she is turning the boat around.
We are winding, winding, winding back, the memory yanked along like the boat on the current.
We switch.
Lights, glaring in her eyes.
Chairs, the metal kind. The kind they choose for you. They want to watch you squirm.
A voice, a voice, the voice is f u c k i n g loud.
SLEEP.
We sleep.
We wake, we sleep, we see monsters in our dreams.
They are hunting; they are hunting us?
Come back
Be safe
Run far
This is sleep, but not rest.
We wake. We sleep.
We are tired and slow and they are coming, though we cannot see their face.
Run safe
Go far
Be back.
We sleep.
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The Girl from the Sea
FantasyThe kingdom of Koth has lost its heir. When a girl identical to the lost princess Alyse washes up on shore, it sparks a frenzy of celebration-- for most. The catch? The girl has no memories of anything, let alone being a princess. Accompanied by a g...
