Depths (BxB)
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Black swirling pools splosh around with no apparent direction and yet it tends to captivate the strongest of wills. Pushing and pulling they go, gentle yet rough, all at the same time. Closer... it's pulling you... closer.... it's drawing you in... closer... you're knees deep... closer... it's too late... you've been pulled under the depths. ............................................................................................................. Cassian knew he was alive. He was breathing after all. He felt his chest expand and contract, over and over again. That must mean he is alive, right? Then why does he feel as though he is taking the world in slow strides, like he is not truly living... but who has time to live in Tehran. His sixteenth year is vastly approaching and he is surprised that he himself manages to remember the fact. For years he helped out at the docks, nothing more than just loading the ships with cargo, for his mother would never tolerate useless children. The anniversary of his birth marks his first voyage, he will finally be able to experience, first hand, the see that kept him entranced for so long. Feel the salty air graze his skin relentlessly. What if something more was to be discovered within the depths? Stories of mangled men and drowned wails for help tend to circulate even small villages like his own. People already did not stand a chance fighting off the witches they call monsters on land. Not to mention the demons that visit during dreams leaving one paralyzed Cassian would find himself sinking deeper than what he bargained for. For how can one cope with blood in the water? Mature content (I know you guys will read regardless) recommended 18+ audience Started: 14:12:2019 Writing in progress
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