Tuesday, 8 October 2013

He Seemed To Grow Out Of The Sea...

He seemed to grow out of the sea. The spray churned against his roots, and the sky unleashed it's bitter tears.  Quickly, tendrils of seaweed rushed around him, hastening towards the last of the light. Their branches twisted and flew out, longing to reach out to the rain and join the fury of the ripping winds.

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