The large brute lay lifeless amongst the surf, heavy limbs caught upon the black rocks that dotted the waters edge. The tide had come in - that was what had gotten him into this in the first place - and now, as it slowly departed, it uncovered the tangled mess that was his.
With the waves lapping at his toes, the man slowly regained consciousness. Something wasn’t right. He felt disorientated, shattered and… His stomach began to heave whatever contents it held into the shallow waters below. A disgruntled groan bubbled up his throat as he lay, spread upon the unusual rocks that had snagged his body like a fishing net.
He hadn’t the urge to move but the pull of the unknown was nipping at his heels.
A few more minutes…
Not even his eyes peels back to survey his surroundings. His stomach was moving like the waves that had crushed him. A dizziness sat behind his eyes and even the slightest move overcame him with a sickness that he couldn’t shake. The black smudge lay still upon the rocks.
What… even happened?
Oct 05, 2018 12:40 PM
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