✍️ Sarnia de la Mare FRSA Teller of Tales 🍿

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It My morning swim wreaked havoc on every cell of my sleepy skin. As the silver water lapped around me  the black night faded with a hungry sun, and together we took the day for ourselves. Me, the light and the sea. It begins,   as many things do,   with a shadow. I held my movements  treading water with the stealth of a crocodile. Waiting, watching. I know it is there, under the water. It is coming closer  feeding off the deafening beat of my heart as it ripples the mercury surface. There was a sound I had not heard before. Baby cries and angel wings echoed in a ravine. And I listened hard  in an ominous wait for what was next. The shadow rises, wraps itself around my torso and tries to pull me down. A rampant seaweed with a killer motive Strong like father, Invisible. I remembered the shark warnings Play dead  Eyes closed and limp dreading the outcome  I sank into the power of the beast as it thrust me up out of the water into the sun ...