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Chapter 1

Leaving

Kathleen was gazing at the ocean. She stared at everything in that intense way, as if committing the world to memory.

Watching, Natalie winced, thinking that Kathleen was too like the listless water; pallid and showing nothing of what lay below the surface. You could never tell how Kat felt because she gave back only a reflection of the world around her. But she wasn't always this way, sometimes she broke out of this reverie and was almost like before, but the pain never left her big brown eyes.

Natalie always found it hard, when she looked at her friend to imagine that she was dying, her best friend, that she had always been there for, and she had always been there for Natalie, Nat. She wasn't dying of cancer or any brain tumor, but of a broken heart. She was fading just as her laughter was almost forgotten to the world.

They sat calmly together, sitting on the sand, Kat scratching Ilyena behind the ears. Ilyena was a wolf, little over three years old in fact. She was a beautiful wolf with silver and white fur, who had the brightest green eyes. Kathleen had in fact birthed her and had taken care of her, treating her as a mother would. Kathleen would have had been a mother, if the accident hadn't happened, and her husband would have been beside her.

They calmly looked out past the water to the beautiful red sunset, its colours spreading through the sky. Blood, blood seeping from the sun into the water to create a beautiful and memorable death. The death of the sun, strange thing it was, death, people seemed to love the sunset more than a sunrise, was a death more memorable than a birth?

Natalie looked over at Kathleen to see a smile cross her big rose petal like lips, she shook her waist length dark chocolate hair and began to stand. Natalie saw Kat's eyes even more clearly. Her time was soon to go. Her eyes were filled with overwhelming sadness, that sadness had diminished years ago, with the help of Adrian, but it had come back ferociously to reclaim Kathleen's soul.

Kathleen then gripped Natalie's "thanks for being here Nat, it means so much to me after Adrian. died" Kathleen whispered.

Natalie held Kathleen and whispered. "I know you're leaving, I don't want to let you go but I will". Natalie continued to hold Kat and left Kat a half an hour later.

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Dusk had fallen into night and the air was very clear. The full moon had risen into the sky, shedding sequins of light on the water in a glittering path from horizon to shore.

Kathleen then saw a single bright spark of light to the left of the moon. "The first star. Make a wish" she whispered to herself.

"I wish there was a way I could be with my love," Kathleen thought. Then she felt a stab of guilt at her selfishness. She wasn't the only one that missed him. She then looked to where Ilyena sat.

She sat down and checked through her bags to make sure everything was there, her favourite cd's, her cd player, her favourite designs of clothing, her favourite books, her violin, her flute, her guitar and most importantly little things Adrian had given her and photos of them together.

Kathleen stroked Ilyena's shaggy head "Natalie knows I'm leaving, but I don't know where I'm leaving, I just have to," she whispered.

Kat hugged Ilyena and whispered "I'm glad you're with me my little wolf sister, without you, I don't know what I'd do."

Then she ran towards the water, striking out for the horizon. As she swam moonlight shone on her skin silvering it - making her into a statue of platinum. No. something less stiff - mercury maybe. A drowsy sense of timelessness stole over her, and she stopped moving and let the sea take hold of her in its cool wet embrace. She floated, staring up into the night sky from under heavy half-closed eyelids.

A cloud crossed the moon. Momentarily suspended in blackness, she thought this was how it must have felt to be in the womb; or dead.

An unexpected surge of icy water flowed up from the depths. Chilled to stillness, Kathleen waited for the warmth to return, but the cold deepened and she realized that it was not just an errant current.

The sea had grown cold.

For some reason, this made her picture a shark, shadowy and lethal in the night depths, flashing up through the waves, opening its mouth to bare rows of teeth and sending out its cold dead aura.

Kathleen turned and began to swim back. She was startled to see how far out she had come. Ilyena was nothing more than a pale blur on the dark shore. Unlike the shadowy shark, the numbing cold of the water was real. It crept under her skin, sapping her strength and freezing her blood.

Without warning, her stomach cramped violently.

She curled instinctively into a ball, sucking water straight into her lungs. A split second before agony, she registered that the water tasted wrong. Then her lungs rebelled and she broke the surface, coughing and gagging.

Gasping in pain she looked to the shore through tear-blurred eyes, willing Ilyena to realize she was in trouble and go for help.

Then a different type of terror gripped her, because her arms and legs had grown completely numb. Unable to keep herself afloat by kicking, she sank beneath the surface.

In those final seconds before she began to drown, Kathleen felt hands close around her wrists. At first she thought, with a burst of hope, that she was being rescued; but instead of being drawn to the surface, she felt herself pulled down, deeper and deeper into the freezing water.

She looked down and seemed to see a white face surrounded by a cloud of pale blonde hair.

Adrian, she thought in terror, and opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a burst of shimmering bubbles.

Authors note: hello! Just to let you know that this was actually based on a dream I had, anyways read and review!