Storm Rising

Storm Rising

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Fantasy
I watch in horror as Tova's lips part and a stream of bubbles is released from her mouth and the water pushes its way into her throat and lungs. She goes limp in my arms, unmoving. I hold on to her even tighter even though she is probably dragging me down and even though I am underwater I feel tears in my eyes as my brain becomes too foggy to focus and I feel the sting of salt water in my nose, my mouth, my throat, my lungs. I see the world around me slowly fade into black nothingness as I fall into death's welcoming arms.
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Broken

I close my eyes. I'm not going to die. I'm not going to die. Suddenly, I feel my stomach drop and my head start to spin. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. I try to breathe, but my mouth is dry. The sickening feeling continues for about a minute, then it stops. I open my eyes; I'm not dead... Yet.

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