The Coast of Home 2A

The thick air is pressing on your lungs. It is telling you to stop resisting and just follow. In that moment, the air starts to clear. It is much easier to breathe now and you can see at least some of what is in front of you. With that freedom, a ray of sunshine comes breaking through the chain of clouds and fog. It reminds you of that voice, beautiful and mighty, yet so great that it is terrifying.

As if in spell, you follow the sunshine. The voice and the sunshine seem to be one. They are calling on you--to come. Their voices are direct and concise. 

With each step, your feet become increasingly sore and numb. It seems as if you won't be able to take any more steps. The sun continues to shine on you as if encouraging you and urging you to keep going. 

Just when you feel like you are going to collapse on the ground and die because of the weight of the air, as thick as black storm clouds in the sky, you realize that there isn't any ground. You have walked to the end of the cliff and are now hanging dangerously at the edge. You don't even have enough strength to retreat and try to make a plan.

It's all over. In dismay, you just let your body go down, like a puppet with strings cut off. You plunge towards the deep, fierce sea. 

But you don't feel your body clashing into the sea. 

You open your eyes slowly, and you see that you are floating in the air, looking straight down at the sea, as if someone caught you right before you touched the water. You see the waves moving, splashing violently as if trying to threaten you.

If you'd like to struggle to get out of the freeze mode, click here.

If you'd like to call on to the mysterious voice for help, click here.

-Kris