Like beats on the shore, like a melon adrift in a kiddie pool, like a sponge caught in the wake. Plank’s little caped body unfurled beneath his yellow pancake familiar. It rippled in a blue, glinting ribbon. His head wedged into his familiar’s many plush holes, another hole plugged by his treasured mossy rock and yet another by the crystal left over from his accident. The dark blue of his upper body blended in well with the ocean’s surface. The light hit it in a reflective sheen that blended with the waves above, a cozy bevel of white foam and sheer liquid. Underneath, his lush belly matched the sky, letting him hide from watchers below should his bright yellow sponge not give him away. On this bed of surface tension, he glazed in a lazy lul of eb and flow. He held his head towards the sky, pale antennae of fur weighing down his gaze, and tried to be at peace. There was something edging at his mind, though. Something pulled at the little minnow-sized esk’s mind, ulling the spirit
Into the White - Origin Prompt by USSRamshack, literature
Into the White - Origin Prompt
Paavo could see nothing but the dark blizzard hurling in front of his face, and yet all was quiet. Was he still numb from the cold? His head turned slowly, confirming the void surrounding him. Pitch black chaos. Maybe he hadn’t woken up after all. With the desire to move, he phased forward a step. It didn’t feel like walking, but like a disjointed glide following his thoughts. The sensation was unnatural, so he focused on remaining in place. The last thing he remembered was slowly closing his eyes while the frost of his tears sealed them shut. He remembered trying to breathe in and yell again, but the air was tight and frigid inside him. He remembered… dying. No, passing out. The tingling of his head and the feeling of weight coming over him, seeing the world tilt and fall before going black, cold and black. He should have been happy to see again, but instead he looked around critically. Something was supposed to be here. He was searching, wasn’t he? For something. Someone important.
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