The island

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Lyra's pov
I feel cold wet sand touch my cheek, I open my eyes to see some movement.
I realise it's water, not just water it's the ocean.
I try to push myself up off of the ground.
"Ugh..." I look around to see someone else laying in the sand, they seem unconscious.
I crawl over to the water and splash water on my face "ok, so this is real..." I say to myself.
Then a thought pops in my head "Emma?!Jack?!" I jump up "Emma! Where are you?!" I yell hopeing to hear a answer.
But in stead I hear nothing except for a rogue bird call.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 13, 2018 ⏰

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