A mist accompanied by spikes of water spat onto my face as I desperately clung to the sail of the boat. My body hurled forward from the sudden shudder of a wave crashing the back of the boat, earning a splash of water that tugged my soaked black hair in its current. Push and pull. A moment, I'd stumble back into the boat, another, I'd almost be sent overboard. There was a flash before a strike and a shutter of lighting sounding in the distance. The winds picked up pace, threatening to shred the sail of the boat right off its hinges. I stumbled once more, my breath ragged as I shivered. Before me were vast choppy waters that almost appeared as the foothills they were so high. Above them was a dark sky that sent down fast, cold, and cruel spikes of water everywhere on the plain it covered. Only did the flashes of light from within illuminate the dense form of clouds. The ocean was relentless in this beating as I sat in the middle of it.
It was no mistake that I ended up here. I'd seen the darkening sky before I took the boat out to sea. And it was no mistake I took one of the small passenger boats often used for milling about the vast shallow waters. No, I'd done this on purpose. And I'm sure one would've even called me mad for directing my sail straight towards the dark horizon ahead. Perhaps they who would ensue such a persona on me are correct. Perhaps I don't even know what I'm doing myself.
There was something about the agonizing feeling and blatant thought of being stranded at sea. Something comforting, as if this were a picture of what my mind felt like. While I know well of what minds look like— which don't pertain to looking like the outside world— I found myself envisioning my own to be a storm. Ruins and debris of what was left before scattered and beaten upon by the well kindled storm. And the ruins would soon be nothing in its wake. And to forget it all would be a bliss— something I desperately wanted as a flicker of memory came in that one moment.
Love. Hate. Deception. Agony.
Nothing.
My golden eyes flashed in the darkness of the storm. Another flash of light was the only thing that compared to the golden light. A burst of thunder shattered through the wide open space mocking my eternal gaze. The flaws in my stare as it grumbled. Then another flash and rumble. And another. Each one breaking down another part of me.
You were the one that wasn't supposed to be deceived, yet you were.
You failed your task.
You left everyone hollow and empty.
Including yourself.
The boat shifted causing me to stumble back once more before I clung to the pole of sail. I gazed down towards my black boots soaked in the ocean water as it sloshed through the wooden floor. I looked up once more, eyes only watering from the rain that splashed there before it cleared to reveal a giant wave above. The waves hurled, white foam like ice spikes as they hurtled towards me. Antagonizing me. Questioning me. There was a part of me that wished to be claimed, but the other part screamed for me to fight.
So I screamed up at the wave hurtling at me, as loud as I could. A warrior's cry bellowed with the thunder as my golden eyes glared to the water that came crashing down over me. And just as fast as the scream bellowed was it broken. I choked on the water that rushed into my lungs. At the same time, my legs gave out from under me, submitting to the push of the current. I was swept away in the violent rush of water, until it felt like I was sinking peacefully into the depths, the warped sounds of waves from above filling my ears. My eyes looked up to darkness before shadows of waves were lit in a flashing light and then the sound of grumbling thunder.
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\\ DUSK\\ Fantasy AU \ ATEEZ Fanfic
Fantasía-\\ Close your eyes \\- Star now finds herself beaten and worn after the tragic truth of the Takers intentions becomes much bigger than an accusation that had been thrown at her months ago. She finds herself buried in burden when she's asked to mov...