Riptide Isles
08-03-2017, 03:08 AM
Zahra & Ilham
It was pride that turned angels into devils
Their aerial journey toward the light progressed faster than that of the fools bathing in, stained by (surely), glaring crimson death, below; still, even they were slower than one creature in particular, whose sleek, glimmering sheath beneath the cursed, turning tide, defied all understood mortal capability. The queer murmur of movement (for the murk disguised it well), the playful trick of light, that serpent-like beast slithered so swiftly through that uninviting stew of aquatic wilderness, that Zahra often lost track of it as she sailed on more ambiguously overhead.
All the while, that light, the sunlight, appeared to the unwitting eye to be growing.
It beamed with warm intensity, illuminating the rocks - the flourishing isles - nestled without ocean below, and suddenly, for pale yellow eyes had indeed grazed a more slippery, shining surface moments before, stood the superb figure of a striped tiger. The young arachnophile had seen many of the feline variety before through her roaming, but never had those marvelling eyes beheld one so exquisite - so enthralling. While she gazed down upon it, sailing through a smooth, navigable aerospace, she was furthermore oblivious to the crumbling resolve of the painted man nearby.
It was a breathtaking display that quickly paled the sour breath in Zahra’s heart.
A miraculously formed apparition…
A sudden crack of lightening split the image through the centre and the tiger vanished with a haunting scream (it penetrated mind, body and soul), and for the seconds which followed, the golden-bellied girl flapped disorientated, deafened and stunned. As rattled consciousness bubbled back to the surface, the sound of his voice - yelling - struck a stinging note of fear through her core.
A vision of those final moments in the marsh weeks before descended forebodingly through her mind, and she turned hurriedly towards the beach; to safety. One spout of water knocked her off course as it rose menacingly, wickedly through the air before her; others too, spiked towards the horribly bleak sky. With many years of experience under her belt, Zahra avoided the rumbling storm and drew the fastest route to earth, that the flying sea would allow.
@Eleos
