Along the coasts of an ocean blue
A girl stood, staring, eyes fogged
Her pockets filled with ink-black stones
Her face pale, blank and still

Everyday she'd scan the sea
Her pockets licking at the ground
The weight would mock her sickly limbs
Her mind ablaze with hate and fear

Her calloused hands reached down
The poor girl trembling from the weight
Alas! The wait was far too much!
"Splash!" It echoes through the coast

The water rippled from the weight
The waves roared from the fallen thing
It was cold

Freezing, numbing, cold

This is new

The girl stared
Her pockets empty
Dazed and content
She felt warm for once