everything crashes.
water fills her lungs, surrounds her, chokes.
she sees light floating away, further away. everything is tumbling, running, falling, frenzied.
and then she's sinking lower. her hair floats in a halo around her, and her eyes close in the stifled silence of the ocean.
...
a hand is in hers. her body is being jerked, pulled, ripped from the peace.
her eyes open, out of focus. everything is blurry, and black is still eating away at the edges of her vision. the light is approaching fast, and then she feels the sun on her face and soft wind caressing her.
she's floating, and a hand is around her waist, tugging her along. vaguely she hears whispered words, barely she can see dark blue hair. she for remember how or when she got there, but then she's lying in a bed, and constant beeps cut into her subconscious.
yongsun can't bring herself to speak. her fingers tighten around byul's.
