Breathe

[chrusiel]

When I close my eyes these days, I picture myself on the edge of a cliff-face.  Theres a deep grey in the sky fading to white in the distance.  A gust of wind rushes against my back and around me... enoguh to make me aware of where I am, but not enough to send me over.... I look down.

Two hundred feet below me is a chaotic scene, the sea rages in a

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[chrusiel]

Absolutely love it.