Between Tides: Prologue


The world was turning upside down and her mind with it – a violent spin driven by agony inside and out. She was lost, broken, falling; knowing that soon she would painfully crash back into reality, but she wasn’t ready for it yet.

So many lies and so many listeners.

The half-truth was that she wasn’t quite as guilty as her tormentors made her out to be, and yet it was enough to strip her of everything necessary to hold her fragile being in place. Thus, she fell apart, piece by piece, memory by memory.

It hurts!

The curse pulsed through her veins relentlessly, reminding her of what was at stake – that she needed to push forward, lest it would consume her alive.

Nevertheless her consciousness fell back into soft darkness’ embrace, allowing ignorance to ward her against the feeling of a thousand needles stabbing away at her flesh for just a heartbeat.

Reality would come back knocking on the door soon enough.

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sally e. goldfinch

Level 24 biologist. Has a weakness for non-humans, beer and voices lower than a 100 Hertz.

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