Splash, a ficlet of Fae Apoc
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cluudle's
Splash.
The water enveloped her like a blanket, took her in. It was dark, murky under here, the seaweed and the strange plant life obscuring the view.
She didn't need to see. She knew the way. Her hand brushed over a rock, making sure it had not moved. Her feet found the ground and she searched for the rope that lay just under the sand and gravel.
She tugged on the rope three times in careful rhythm, then bounce-walked a few steps,. The Working held; it always did. She murmured the next one in her bubble of air.
Everyone who'd survived the apocalypse had their own way of hiding out.
This was hers.
cluudle'sSplash.
The water enveloped her like a blanket, took her in. It was dark, murky under here, the seaweed and the strange plant life obscuring the view.
She didn't need to see. She knew the way. Her hand brushed over a rock, making sure it had not moved. Her feet found the ground and she searched for the rope that lay just under the sand and gravel.
She tugged on the rope three times in careful rhythm, then bounce-walked a few steps,. The Working held; it always did. She murmured the next one in her bubble of air.
Everyone who'd survived the apocalypse had their own way of hiding out.
This was hers.
