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expanse of water that disappeared into the far, flat horizon, Brynn let out one long frustrated sigh . And then, taking a deep breath, she dove head first into the freezing ocean. At first the force of the temperature took her breath away, making her feel as if she’d been punched in the chest. Immediately after that sensation subsided, her head began to feel pinched as the cold water filled her ears and clouded her vision.
She clamped her eyes shut under the murky , green water and let her body float in a state of complete weightlessness for a moment, reveling in the feeling of being completely isolated in a place where the Angel with the soothing voice didn’t matter. A place where Aywon was just a word she didn’t care about.
Living a life full of unanswered questions had always been her burden to bear , but suddenly, her lot didn’t seem fair anymore. It didn’t make any sense that she should be the only one asking questions. If no one was going to answer her, she’d find her own answers, starting with the great mystery surrounding the dangerous ocean. As she floated in the peaceful water, she couldn’t understand the danger everyone feared so much.
She held her breath in that serene—albeit freezing—place until her lungs burned for air and her fingertips began to tingle. She broke the surface for just a moment, taking in another deep breath before descending once more into the icy depths of the green water. For some reason, amidst the fear and uncertainty she felt in the ocean, she was able to think more clearly than she ever had. She was going to start making things happen for herself. She would take her train trip this month, just as she had every month since she was old enough to travel alone, in the hopes that the train would stop in Aywon once more.
This thought brought Brynn comfort, simply by knowing she was taking steps to find her own answers in a world full of questions. Her happiness, however, was soon broken by the waves that she had somehow managed to avoid for those few brief moments underwater. Instead of fighting against the tunnel of water that ripped her from her peaceful solitude, she let the force spin her around toward the shore, the world collapsing into total disarray as the ground became the sky.
Unsure of exactly how it happened, Brynn’s cheek suddenly made contact with the sandy ocean floor and she knew the water was now only a foot or two deep. She got onto all fours and began crawling out of the water, much like she had the first time she’d taken the plunge. This time, however the ocean didn’t seem to want to give her back. A wave crashed down on top of her back, forcing her to lie flat on the rough ground before she was dragged back into the deeper water as she clawed at the soft earth to stop her backwards momentum.
Still determined not to panic in her newfound area of reflection, she closed her eyes once more, imagining the bright white walls and perfectly clean floors of her dream space amidst the chaos of the turbulent water. She imagined the Angel’s face, her voice, and the things she had said to Brynn the night before. Though the dream had faded the moment she’d woke up, suddenly being caught in a potentially deadly situation seemed to bring the conversation back in vivid detail.
The Angel wanted to know something. Something Brynn had done. The only problem was, Brynn couldn’t remember what she had apparently done to make the woman so mad. She wasn’t exactly a coward, but Brynn cared about self-preservation just as much as anyone else, despite the very unwise and unsafe decision she was making at that very moment to let the w aves take her where they would.
She continued to ignore the aching in her lungs as they begged to be filled with air. Instead she reveled in the fact that her dream was coming back to her so completely. Something had been wrong with Brynn. She couldn’t talk to the Angel and tell her she didn’t know anything. If she could talk, she
She clamped her eyes shut under the murky , green water and let her body float in a state of complete weightlessness for a moment, reveling in the feeling of being completely isolated in a place where the Angel with the soothing voice didn’t matter. A place where Aywon was just a word she didn’t care about.
Living a life full of unanswered questions had always been her burden to bear , but suddenly, her lot didn’t seem fair anymore. It didn’t make any sense that she should be the only one asking questions. If no one was going to answer her, she’d find her own answers, starting with the great mystery surrounding the dangerous ocean. As she floated in the peaceful water, she couldn’t understand the danger everyone feared so much.
She held her breath in that serene—albeit freezing—place until her lungs burned for air and her fingertips began to tingle. She broke the surface for just a moment, taking in another deep breath before descending once more into the icy depths of the green water. For some reason, amidst the fear and uncertainty she felt in the ocean, she was able to think more clearly than she ever had. She was going to start making things happen for herself. She would take her train trip this month, just as she had every month since she was old enough to travel alone, in the hopes that the train would stop in Aywon once more.
This thought brought Brynn comfort, simply by knowing she was taking steps to find her own answers in a world full of questions. Her happiness, however, was soon broken by the waves that she had somehow managed to avoid for those few brief moments underwater. Instead of fighting against the tunnel of water that ripped her from her peaceful solitude, she let the force spin her around toward the shore, the world collapsing into total disarray as the ground became the sky.
Unsure of exactly how it happened, Brynn’s cheek suddenly made contact with the sandy ocean floor and she knew the water was now only a foot or two deep. She got onto all fours and began crawling out of the water, much like she had the first time she’d taken the plunge. This time, however the ocean didn’t seem to want to give her back. A wave crashed down on top of her back, forcing her to lie flat on the rough ground before she was dragged back into the deeper water as she clawed at the soft earth to stop her backwards momentum.
Still determined not to panic in her newfound area of reflection, she closed her eyes once more, imagining the bright white walls and perfectly clean floors of her dream space amidst the chaos of the turbulent water. She imagined the Angel’s face, her voice, and the things she had said to Brynn the night before. Though the dream had faded the moment she’d woke up, suddenly being caught in a potentially deadly situation seemed to bring the conversation back in vivid detail.
The Angel wanted to know something. Something Brynn had done. The only problem was, Brynn couldn’t remember what she had apparently done to make the woman so mad. She wasn’t exactly a coward, but Brynn cared about self-preservation just as much as anyone else, despite the very unwise and unsafe decision she was making at that very moment to let the w aves take her where they would.
She continued to ignore the aching in her lungs as they begged to be filled with air. Instead she reveled in the fact that her dream was coming back to her so completely. Something had been wrong with Brynn. She couldn’t talk to the Angel and tell her she didn’t know anything. If she could talk, she
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