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Raindrops felt like shards of broken glass to my skin.
My unheard cries, as the angry and massive waves, are pulling me down deeper.
Countless attempts I made to go against the strong waves pulling me and going above the surface were futile.
My cries for help were overpowered by laughs as I saw two blurry images of people looking down at my helpless state.
The harsh splash of the waves made my vision blurry. I look at them for the last time, I struggled to breathe and I was lost.
Lost into the depth of the darkness...
Will Elara (if that is her real name) find the light from the darkness?
Or will she stay lost forever?
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