11.11 PM, 11th Jan
Nik and I laid silent in the sand, fingers intertwined; neither of us focused on the sun as it set. I felt the tide rise, pushing against us – gentle, but an unmistakable force of nature. I held him one moment but lost him the next
Nik rose to his feet and did as all people must, putting one leg after the other, trudging across the beach one step at a time.
The End
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21: The Angel and The Angeleno
Short StoryB × B・In this tale of love and death, Nikhil helps Rafaél live a life of no regrets in just 21 days. Rafaél is an Icarus, the most recent from an ancient bloodline of ephemeral angels born of the ocean. On December 21st, 2021, he rose from the sea o...
