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04-27-2015, 12:41 AM
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A storm is growing overhead. Dark clouds fill a gray sky with wind and rain, the droplets slow and first and then steadily increasing as you run into the water. Waves, agitated by the storm, lap at your body, undertow pulling you asunder. You fall, swept away under water, struggling to breath until. You can. A big, bright bubble latched onto your nostrils, giving you much needed air as an entire world opened beneath you. Fish. Turtles. Coral. An entire reef. That was when you saw something shimmer. A shield. As if magnetized, the etched metal wriggled from beneath the sand, finding you easily, and a school of fishes help you carry it to shore. The bubble leaves you the second your head breaks the water, and in the center of the storm is a bare spot - a ray of sunshine like fire burning a hole in the darkness. You can go south down the beach. Left toward the mainland. Or, you can go north up the beach with your shield. |
@[Ampere]
