The sea is not a uniform colour. Dark spots will appear in every any body of water when all those millions of litres fold over what lies inside. But this shadow expanded from the waves like a gigantic ink spot, near a lump of rock where the seagulls fly. The grass on the cliffside wilts, and my shoes peep over the edge. I cannot believe you can get this close. One slip, and you are over.
The thoughts appear in my head. Or at least, I think so. They are not thoughts. Every sound is too strong. Thoughts suggest a natural progression of words within your brain. These were actual sentences appearing. A slow bass note of conversation playing within. But no-one can hear them but me.
My car is a long way away. The water boils below.
Hello again. And again.
‘Why did you want to kill me?’ My words go out to the waves, and are my sole companion.
It's not as simple as that. It's more to do with the situation.
‘What have I done?’
You’ve been here. Here and there. That is the point I am afraid. It is the natural order of things around these parts.
Something big and pointed breaks through the foam. A section of a tail, or the tip of an ear.
We have to settle this. If we are going to get out of this situation. One of us needs to accept the other.
‘How?’
Not in the water. You travel enough around. I am sure we can find a place. You need to accept the situation.
‘Maybe.’
In the long run it will be better. Please understand, you are affecting me too. This is a joint endeavour. With you here, I am here.
‘Can’t you just leave me alone?’
You can’t leave me alone, so no. I think we will have to meet properly. But not here. This is an invitation. I’ll come back for you.
The murky darkness shape sank below the water, and the sea grew lighter once again. I knew that the only way back was back across the land. But I stood watching the sun, and the impossible scale of what existed towards the horizon, and anything that lay underneath.
Hádor Wic is
No I am not writing that
::Decided to keep this one in the present. Nothing else to add here Barbara. The photo speaks for itself.::
