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Without the wind to brush it aside or the sun to burn it off, the mist hung heavily over the bay, obscuring much from view and creating an eerily isolating feeling as Sheol walked along the shore. It was almost as though he was in purgatory, wandering endlessly through a landscape which had no end in sight through the mist; he could see no landmarks, nor could he see far out into the ocean. The grey, foggy morning was exactly what he liked.
Finally, he saw something in the distance- a few boulders that at first, from a distance, resembled the shape of a bear. He was intrigued by this, and his eyes glittered in the pale light; this was the perfect place for him. Suffocated by the closeness of the mist and with his senses teased away by the smell of salt and the thickness of the fog, Sheol felt truly at home.
He rounded the boulders and found a flat rock just on the other side of the bear-like structure. He hated getting sand in his fur, so this couldn’t have pleased him more. Slightly aroused by his good fortune, Sheol lay down upon the boulder- a blanket of white that could have easily been a spotless snowbank upon the rock- and lay in wait.
Without the wind to brush it aside or the sun to burn it off, the mist hung heavily over the bay, obscuring much from view and creating an eerily isolating feeling as Sheol walked along the shore. It was almost as though he was in purgatory, wandering endlessly through a landscape which had no end in sight through the mist; he could see no landmarks, nor could he see far out into the ocean. The grey, foggy morning was exactly what he liked.
Finally, he saw something in the distance- a few boulders that at first, from a distance, resembled the shape of a bear. He was intrigued by this, and his eyes glittered in the pale light; this was the perfect place for him. Suffocated by the closeness of the mist and with his senses teased away by the smell of salt and the thickness of the fog, Sheol felt truly at home.
He rounded the boulders and found a flat rock just on the other side of the bear-like structure. He hated getting sand in his fur, so this couldn’t have pleased him more. Slightly aroused by his good fortune, Sheol lay down upon the boulder- a blanket of white that could have easily been a spotless snowbank upon the rock- and lay in wait.
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In Rainbows - by Sheol - April 15, 2018, 05:43 PM
RE: In Rainbows - by Mona - April 16, 2018, 10:39 PM
RE: In Rainbows - by Sheol - April 18, 2018, 11:58 AM
RE: In Rainbows - by Mona - May 02, 2018, 12:12 AM