Staring down at the sea, at the sand
Staring down at the sea, at the sand. Sea breeze, and clouds too.
Breathe. No other presence here.
Now a dark place, falling in then landing. It goes on forever.
Someone's here. Who is it?
A fight, a dance. Spin, leap, hold. I know this rhythm.
A tight hold. A gasp.
Close. Tremble. A kiss.
Falling again, faster than slow. Another beach? No. It's fire. I am not burned.
Walking to the tower. Why do I know it? A weight on my chest.
The wind stokes the the fire, rising.
Someone wants to follow to flame.
Breath. A whisper.
Light. Brightness. Blinding.
Open eyes now.
Memory fades.