Oceans away, lies an island; A beach where the waves reach the sand.
I found peace there once.
The ocean felt so good on my skin.
The inner peace I felt, I craved it more and more; every sense of relief and every worry left my body.
Then something happened, I slipped and cut my foot.
My feet could touch the bottom so it wasn’t that deep.
The rock caught me off guard, I was pulled under, water filling my lungs; my organs turning against me.
I fought, pulling me under.
A beast, a blue beautiful monster grabbed me and pulled me by my shirt with his mouth.
I woke up, drenched, lying inside a cave; by a warm fire.
This man was a beast, with beautiful blue fur, staring at me.
I must have passed out, because he had been watching me sleep.
He was beautiful, sharp teeth and more animal than human.
He saved me, I almost died but he saved me.
Part 2.
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 11:32 AM UTC
Oceans away, lies an island; A beach where the waves reach the sand.
I found peace there once.
The ocean felt so good on my skin.
The inner peace I felt, I craved it more and more; every sense of relief and every worry left my body.
Then something happened, I slipped and cut my foot.
My feet could touch the bottom so it wasn’t that deep.
The rock caught me off guard, I was pulled under, water filling my lungs; my organs turning against me.
I fought, pulling me under.
A beast, a blue beautiful monster grabbed me and pulled me by my shirt with his mouth.
I woke up, drenched, lying inside a cave; by a warm fire.
This man was a beast, with beautiful blue fur, staring at me.
I must have passed out, because he had been watching me sleep.
He was beautiful, sharp teeth and more animal than human.
He saved me, I almost died but he saved me.
Part 2.
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