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Torn SailsThe boat's rocking finally slows, the wind also dying down. The sails droop, bringing the little boat of mine to a dead stop. Tiny waves lap at the hull, gently rocking the boat that was only just recently tossed around violently. The clouds part, and I cannot stand. In order to navigate, with destroyed sails and no wind, I will need to command the ship, and yet, I cannot rise. I finally have my chance to make the ship wherever I please, and yet, the storm has taken it out of me. And it is here, I am stuck. It feels as though something vital is broken. It seems normal that after such impacts on the boat from the waves, that the whipping motion has broken me. It is here I will lay when the sun rises in a few hours, and it is here I will be as it beats down on me, ironically drying me out as I sit upon the ocean. I cannot move, and as such, it is likely that here, I will die. My final goal was finally almost real, nearlyTorn Sails by EmeraldSpirit
WestwardBlue skies gave way to that red gradient that signified the ending to the afternoon. That wretched building behind her would stay that way forever now. The rest of the year's class left loudly, almost chaotically. She, however, slipped away quietly, unnoticed. There was a place that needed her presence more than others did. Into the green thick she went, pushing aside the spry stalks as she flitted forward. Larks took notice; mosquitoes did not. Wings flapped and flew ahead, in the same direction, giving the illusion she followed them, but the truth was more purposeful. Serenity lied ahead, as she knew, as well as these creatures.Westward by EmeraldSpirit
Even faster now, she moved between the large barked monoliths, gnarled with age and weather, as if made wise by their experiences. More animals joined her pursuit, if only out of coincidence. Even a gust seemed to follow suit, and she burst forth into a viridian
Departed"I can't do this anymore."Departed by EmeraldSpirit
And like that, Amber was gone from his life. Three years together, thrown away simply because she was moving, and there wasn't a single thing Alex could do. But he still loved her, and he made it clear, helping her pack, getting her things ready, and even being there with her the day she boarded the train to places far off. However, she didn't know. It was painful for him, so even more so for her, being the one leaving, so he wouldn't let her see him. Even still, he wanted to see her off, so it was there he hid in the crowd, watching her board the train. Alex saw her walk and sit in her seat and simply stare forward. The locomotive lurched to life slowly, and like that, the cars carried away who he felt was the only girl he'd ever love.
For weeks, he lived in a daze. He felt as if his life lost all direction. Nowhere to go, no reason to go there. His
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