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With life staining the lips of the dead -waters flow
There was fear once she was sinking into the water, feeling their chill seeping into her bones and watching as the surface floated further and further from her grasp.
She tried to kick her legs, futilely reaching for the surface of the waves, but the weight of the heavy kimono that billowed out around her pulled her down -faster and faster, until the color of the sun that was filtering down, creating rainbows that danced along the edges of her vision, broke apart like a million tiny pieces of fractured glass.
Dark shapes swam around her; indistinguishable in the churning waters and nothing more than shadows to her vision. And yet they terrified her.
Though nothing was more terrifying to the girl than the heat in her lungs. The water was on fire with her breath, but did not burn as she did. And she could not hold on; the air escaping in a school of bubbles -so innocent and peaceful in the face of her panicked flailing.
This was it -after everything, this was her end. The real offering to appease the anger of a god, and her only companions sharks that circled in winding archs, patrolling the depths, waiting for the last twitches of life to escape her.
They would not wait long.
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