cymric-fox
Joined: 29 Dec 2009
Posts: 9
Location: New Zealand |
Short story? not sure
My first post, so not sure where it belongs.
Rushes of cold wind bring shivers down her spine.
Standing alone, watching the waves crash onto the rocks,
No warmth in the surroundings, no light only the sound of the ocean.
Just the cold wind and a small figure, standing on top of a tall cliff, the bottom seems so far away. She stares out into the dark, her eyes close for a second and her mind fills with thoughts of her life. A tear rolls down her cheek; she doesn't bother to wipe it away. There is no point anymore. Opening her eyes, she steps closer to the edge,
Toeing the ground wishing it would just fall away. Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes again and falls forward. As she falls into the cold of the night, air rushing past her, the sound of the waves becoming louder. She says just loud enough for only her to hear…why did this happen?
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