drowning (in misery)
Description
the familiar sensation of the wind brushing his hair locks and the birds flying over him was too overwhelming, all too familiar.
something made his heart crack, even though he failed to acknowledge it.
Foreword
exothermc//2013.
prompt: "i like the sea: we understand one another. it is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have, and so am i." - greta garbo
contest entry for the sky is the limit contest.
dedicated to these people: -midnight, baeklightful, ninjanyancat, and all of you in my friends list. thanks for lighting up my life.
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