Post by serenity on Apr 19, 2008 1:32:17 GMT -8
Bittersweet Revenge
She was welcomed by an ecstatic sea that has set her afloat.
The sea was where she spent her night of death;
For she had been dead; absent from reality.
Last night, she was alive, but not with the same intensity.
She stood by the fire for comfort, but the harsh winds blew it away.
She had lost her loved ones.
Large rocks have propelled her into the sea of wonders for a moment of reality.
She could not swim, but reality has taught her the trade.
She could not see the horizon, for the sea was overwhelming.
She could not cry, for the sea was enough.
She could see the shore, for it was too far.
For survival, tapping and splashing were her only helpful skills.
But with her childlike soul, she found a source of entertainment.
The very rocks that have propelled her into the sea were used to take revenge on the merciless sea.
Yes, she wanted revenge.
With her vibrant eyes of urgency, she immersed herself into the act of forcefully throwing the rocks into the sea.
Each throw become more intense that the splashes could be seen from afar.
She wanted to hurt the very sea that she was thrown into…
She wanted to destroy the very rocks that have pushed her…
Each throw generated a series of sparkly crystals that were nearly breathtaking.
With each splash, she could see her presence.
With each splash, she could regain her lost innocence.
With each splash her soul was cleansed.
After a long and hectic day, she decided to go to sleep; leaving behind the splashes of purity that would never be in their same form again.
The winds have moved the waters to a different destination where the waves of revenge will reach them some day.
The grim reality was that the sea is a place of ever changing dynamics…
