Summer is an ordinary 17-year-old who lives on an island named Corium. She had everything she wanted - A group of best friends, loving parents... Until she drowned.
Everything changed that day.
Join Summer as she ventures into Penumbra, an island f...
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Penumbra.
I'm here.
There was a blinding flash of light as we continued walking.
My vision returned as we got on solid ground. The light faded, revealing a spectacular island from a distance that left me speechless. It was split into four biomes, with the roaring sun on half of the island, and the full moon on the other. They were all so different, yet blended with each other harmoniously. It was astonishing.
Two of the biomes that were under the sun were covered in lush greenery and magnificent colors, while the other two under the full moon seemed cold and quiet, one covered in snow while the other a carpet of orange and brown, with what looked like little specks of glimmering dust floating in the air. In the middle of the island stood a huge, elegant tower covered in creeping vines, the half under the sun bloomed bright pink flowers, and the half under the moon covered in icicles. Both sides so distinct, yet compliment each other. This place looked like it came right out of a make-believe fairy-tale.
"Welcome home, Summer," said Henry.
I slowly peeled my eyes away from the mystical island before us and turned towards him.
It was then I realised that we were standing on a rock in the middle of the sea. How did this even happen?
"How are we going to get across?" I asked.
Henry gave me a pointed look.
Right. I have unexplainable water powers.
"Not used to it yet, eh?" said Henry with a grin on his face.
"Of course! I just found out that I could bend the ocean to my will! The ocean!" I blurt out.
I am terrified.
"You know, you can try to do other things with the water," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"Instead of walking through the sea, there are much better ways to travel."
I looked at him, annoyed.
"Henry, this is all new to me."
He nodded and smiled. A look of reminiscence passes his face as he looked out into the ocean.
"You were a wild one as a child, summer. You were not afraid to experiment and try new things, even if it often got you into trouble."
He chuckled to himself before turning back to me.
"Try using the water as a mode of communication instead."
He stood back and waited.
I'm guessing he won't be giving me any more instructions.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the water once again. This time, I used it to send a message. I felt the breeze blow against my skin and lifted both my hands up my sides, stretched out and open, embracing nature.
