Status: japanese cell phone novel inspired.
Sea of Embers
they know how to swim.
It’s just a mesh of moments and feelings and things that didn’t matter. Her view on life. That’s what she said when I saved her.
I remember dragging her emaciated body out of the raw cold water. Her red hair wafting, floating.
Her skin was white. As white as a clean sheet of paper and so pale I felt as if she was fading underneath my fingertips.
The first thing that passed those thin, red lips were “Why?”
The one word that was rippling through my mind the whole time.
My actions were impulsive. It felt like something that I was expected to do.
It was my duty to save her.
They were words I couldn’t understand at that time.
I remember dragging her emaciated body out of the raw cold water. Her red hair wafting, floating.
Her skin was white. As white as a clean sheet of paper and so pale I felt as if she was fading underneath my fingertips.
The first thing that passed those thin, red lips were “Why?”
The one word that was rippling through my mind the whole time.
My actions were impulsive. It felt like something that I was expected to do.
It was my duty to save her.
They were words I couldn’t understand at that time.
♠ ♠ ♠
wut.