Fan Fiction ❯ Blue Ice ❯ Broken Pieces ( Chapter 2 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
I was drowning, drowning in red. I cannot find land and was lost in a sea of darkness. I tried to cry out for help but my voice refused to project. In fact, it refused to work at all. I struggled desperately to see. I ran aimlessly in the dark, hoping to find a light that would guide me to safety. I am alone.
Suddenly I hear a voice, a gentle voice that was carried by the winds. It beckons me to follow. And follow I did.
I walked toward the voice; I walked in the dark for what seems like eternity. The voice is growing louder. I must be near.
"Help!" I cried. "Where are you?"
But the winds did not answer me, and instead it calls out, "Come, come."
I continued to follow.
I reached a hand out. I need to know if there is someone there, someone that the voice belongs to. But I felt nothing.
Desperation filled me, and I cried out again to the voice, "Where? Where are you?"
Still the winds answered, "Come, come, come to me."
I tried to obey, but my legs could no longer move. I have walked for so long. I have walked for so long.
"Please, oh please!" I sobbed.
I fell onto my knees. I cannot walk any farther. I lie on the ground and weep silently. The wind no longer blows; the voice too was gone.
I feel cold, so very cold. To exhausted to fight, I let the darkness engulfed me.
Suddenly I hear a voice, a gentle voice that was carried by the winds. It beckons me to follow. And follow I did.
I walked toward the voice; I walked in the dark for what seems like eternity. The voice is growing louder. I must be near.
"Help!" I cried. "Where are you?"
But the winds did not answer me, and instead it calls out, "Come, come."
I continued to follow.
I reached a hand out. I need to know if there is someone there, someone that the voice belongs to. But I felt nothing.
Desperation filled me, and I cried out again to the voice, "Where? Where are you?"
Still the winds answered, "Come, come, come to me."
I tried to obey, but my legs could no longer move. I have walked for so long. I have walked for so long.
"Please, oh please!" I sobbed.
I fell onto my knees. I cannot walk any farther. I lie on the ground and weep silently. The wind no longer blows; the voice too was gone.
I feel cold, so very cold. To exhausted to fight, I let the darkness engulfed me.