08-05-2018, 07:41 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]for junji, the ocean had always been a comfort to him. he grew up beside it, listening to the waves lap at the shore and breathing in the salty air. it held a certain fondness in his heart, memories locked away for a rainy day. and a rainy day it was.
as drops of water beat down on the island, sky dark and shrouded in clouds, junji trudged through the sand. it was damp and mushy underpaw; a welcome change from the grit of it on a regular sunny day. despite the weather, the boy headed for the water, wary of the angry waves but still wanting a swim. a stupid decision, if he was being honest, dipping a paw into the water before wading in. the tide was strong, tugging at him, drawing him further in. he should have seen it coming.
the tide swept him up, dragged him below the water, and finally the panic settled in. what are you doing? paws flailed about in the water, struggled desperately to carry him back to the surface. the current was too strong. it kept him down and ruthlessly spun him in every direction, slammed him against the reef. disoriented and scared, junji shut his eyes. with every moment that passed he found it harder to keep his breath held. he wouldn't last much longer. nolo mori, the angel thought. miserere.
the water around him stilled. his eyes opened slowly, and with the sight, he gasped, taking in water. junji choked. up, up, up, the water swirled, and in only a moment, he breached the surface of the ocean, heaving water from his lungs as soon as he made contact with the air. the boy gasped for some time. the air felt good filling his lungs, but it made him want to cry at the same time. he ached. his lungs were sore from the salt water, his whole body sore from being tossed around. he was sure he was bleeding somewhere, but he wasn't focused on that. he just wanted to get out of the water.
a silent, hesitant command, and the water shifted around him, carrying him gently to the shore despite the storm aggravating the waters. it was amazing, uncanny, something he'd never before experienced. as his paws made contact with the damp sand, junji turned to look at the water once more, eyes wide with surprise. above, the rain lessened, and in the distance some clouds opened up, shining light into the distant ocean. the boy watched it for a moment, then returned his gaze to the water, and after focusing hard enough, the water spread ever so slightly.
junji approached it slowly, hesitantly. though it seemed to be listening to him, he couldn't help but think it was all a dream, that perhaps he'd drowned back there or something of the sort. he moved closer to the water, and as he did, it moved back, weaving a path in front of him. he paused. "a blessing?" the angel mumbled, turning back to the sun spot. it was definitely a miracle. with his tail curling in hesitant delight, he whispered a command, and watched with glittering eyes as two waves rose at his sides. it proved rather difficult to keep under control, however, as junji felt a quiver in his stance, lost focus, and the waves dropped, pushing him back up to the sand.
no matter. if this was to be his blessing, he would tame it eventually. junji slowly turned and limped further from the crashing waves, taking shelter in the trees, and settled down to lick at his scrapes.
as drops of water beat down on the island, sky dark and shrouded in clouds, junji trudged through the sand. it was damp and mushy underpaw; a welcome change from the grit of it on a regular sunny day. despite the weather, the boy headed for the water, wary of the angry waves but still wanting a swim. a stupid decision, if he was being honest, dipping a paw into the water before wading in. the tide was strong, tugging at him, drawing him further in. he should have seen it coming.
the tide swept him up, dragged him below the water, and finally the panic settled in. what are you doing? paws flailed about in the water, struggled desperately to carry him back to the surface. the current was too strong. it kept him down and ruthlessly spun him in every direction, slammed him against the reef. disoriented and scared, junji shut his eyes. with every moment that passed he found it harder to keep his breath held. he wouldn't last much longer. nolo mori, the angel thought. miserere.
the water around him stilled. his eyes opened slowly, and with the sight, he gasped, taking in water. junji choked. up, up, up, the water swirled, and in only a moment, he breached the surface of the ocean, heaving water from his lungs as soon as he made contact with the air. the boy gasped for some time. the air felt good filling his lungs, but it made him want to cry at the same time. he ached. his lungs were sore from the salt water, his whole body sore from being tossed around. he was sure he was bleeding somewhere, but he wasn't focused on that. he just wanted to get out of the water.
a silent, hesitant command, and the water shifted around him, carrying him gently to the shore despite the storm aggravating the waters. it was amazing, uncanny, something he'd never before experienced. as his paws made contact with the damp sand, junji turned to look at the water once more, eyes wide with surprise. above, the rain lessened, and in the distance some clouds opened up, shining light into the distant ocean. the boy watched it for a moment, then returned his gaze to the water, and after focusing hard enough, the water spread ever so slightly.
junji approached it slowly, hesitantly. though it seemed to be listening to him, he couldn't help but think it was all a dream, that perhaps he'd drowned back there or something of the sort. he moved closer to the water, and as he did, it moved back, weaving a path in front of him. he paused. "a blessing?" the angel mumbled, turning back to the sun spot. it was definitely a miracle. with his tail curling in hesitant delight, he whispered a command, and watched with glittering eyes as two waves rose at his sides. it proved rather difficult to keep under control, however, as junji felt a quiver in his stance, lost focus, and the waves dropped, pushing him back up to the sand.
no matter. if this was to be his blessing, he would tame it eventually. junji slowly turned and limped further from the crashing waves, taking shelter in the trees, and settled down to lick at his scrapes.
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