Wheeling Gull Isle like i'm on a crack binge jiggling and wiggling

just getting this RO into his threadlog. set for 2/1/23.

sunlight arced above in refracting flares of yellow. val was pulled downwards, sinking into pelagic blue. he looked upwards as the surface shimmered out of reach. a gasp tore from his throat, soundless as the disquieting sea around him.

bubbles burst from val's throat like a scream, dancing and fighting as they made their way to the surface. val was aware he was drowning. the sun was so distant now as it glared back at him, bouncing and splitting over the water until it morphed into a pair of furious yellow eyes.

val clutched his throat, clawing as the surface grew further and further away --

he had no memory of how he came here. when he woke it was his maman's name that he screamed into the sky. and then the pain came and chased him like a feverish hound - he sunk back into the earth and dreamed again.

this time a dove visited him. she pecked and scratched at snowy ground that was bare. a blurry form crept towards her, the figure materializing into sharp focus.

a cat. it sprung upon her and the white snow transformed into something red. chunks of snow rose around him into columns of fierce teeth. a bear's mouth, nose black and glistening, surged from the earth and he was inside its jaws. a single feather shot forth  --

this time val woke silently. the dream had already faded away, but replaced by a sense of profound loss.

erzulie.