Time is lost.I continue to swing my arms around playfully. The water is too warm, not too. Man, if I could be an animal I would be a starfish. In the wild, they can literally be eaten alive until their last arm lays on the seafloor. Then, that same arm can regenerate in a matter of days…now that I think about it, Ren is kind of like a starfish…
The water vibrates from under me.
I open my eyes.
Fuck.
Looking up at the sky, I realize I'm not even outside. I'm seeing pink flesh. Bubbling in my ear is salvia.
I stop myself from floating.
Splashing in the liquid, I get my feet under me and try to stand upright.
"Ew!" I grimace.
The saliva is knee high.
I take my jacket off to shake the excess water. There are tiny neon fish swimming around the saliva. It's the only source of light. I think they're krill.
As the liquid continues to vibrate, I take my jacket and swing it over my shoulders.
I run my hands over my right hip.
My dagger.
"Okay…okay." I say to myself.
It's gone.
The last thing I remember is hanging off of the icy cliff. I don't even remember hitting the ocean. My silver is probably stuck on the side of a snow wall.
I look at my feet.
The water has drained down to my ankle.
Slipping my arms in my jacket, brushing my hair out of my face, while shaking my head, I start to make my way to the back of the mouth.
I slog through the water.
It's almost all drained to the back of the throat.
My boots feel like hell. The saliva is all up in my shit. I can't deal. Shaking my head, I slowly make it to the furthest edge of the tongue before the throat goes vertical. I look up. I stare at the uvula. Taking a deep breath, I move backwards several feet. Nervously, I get in my lunge position. Then, I charge forward. I try not to slip on the flesh beneath me, and, fortunately, I manage to leap off of the tongue.
"Hmm!" I grunt.
Swinging onto the uvula, my hands grab onto the flesh as hard as I can, but it's far too slippery.
I catch myself from falling off.
Barely.
The air rapidly moves past me and suctions down to the bottom of the throat.
I hear the wave.
Looking down below, I see the massive rush of water propelling up, and I look up to see the flesh ceiling open.
Crashing into me, the water pulls me off the uvula and pushes me up the blowhole. The rush is electrifying. Like a tidal wave, I'm exploding into the air and the cold blizzard immediately hits my face.
The momentum of the blast shoots my body in the air for seconds.
Suddenly, I crash onto an icy ground. The impact sends me sliding on the surface, then I harshly crash into another damn snow wall.
My spine hits the ice, and forces my body to stop immediately.
"... I'm gonna have zero bones after I'm done with this…" I seeth through my teeth.
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Corokzan
FantasyWarning ⚠️ Mature Audience 18+ ⚠️ In the fantasy world, 2100 A.D. brings us an adventurous, tragic, horrific and romantic story. Nazul is the prince of Highland. The duties of such a position requires extensive foreign diplomacy. In his travels, Naz...