Splash!
Splash!
Fwash!
If these walls could talk.
Splashh!
A brilliant moon shines down on a lively ocean tonight
If these walls could talk.
The breeze blows gently but enough that any boat at sea right now would be pushed in it’s direction
If these walls could talk.
“Uhhhh!”—Thwaassshhh!
A loud moan accompanied by the crash of a small wave sounds in the sea
“Uaahhhhh!”
Splaasshhh!
If these walls could talk, they'd tell me to go deep♪
And small uninhibited isle sits peacefully on the sea
“Uahhhhh~”
Fwhaasshh!
Yelling at me continuously, I can see♪
With each crash the water closes in on the small island,
“Uhhhhhh”
Your defense mechanism is my decision♪
The wave pulls back–
–Splaasshhh!
Knock these walls down, that's my religion♪
It crashes down again building larger than before
“Uhhhhhhh!”
Walls feeling like they ready to close in♪
Fwash!
Fwash!
I suffocate, then catch my second wind♪
Again, and again the wave crashes pulling in and rubbing against the shore of the isle
“Uhhhhhm–Morrrreee!”
I resonate in these walls♪
Splash! –splash!
Fwash–Fwaaashh!
With each crash the isle’s shore gets wetter and wetter
The waves move violently but rhythmically at the same time
I don't know how long I can wait in these walls♪
SPLAAASHH! —SPLAAASHH!
The water now fully on the shore crashes louder than ever
With each retraction growing and growing
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“UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
TWAAAASSSHHHHHHH!
After one final crash the isle becomes fully covered by water
The sea grows calmer…
If your walls could talk, they’d tell me how much you’re scared
Scared of losing any more of those who matter you
Scared of becoming like what those who don’t.
If your walls could talk, they’d tell me how determined you are
How unmovable you are when it comes to your goal
How much that goal also eats you alive.
If your walls could talk, they’d beg me to stay inside forever,
What little pleasure you’ve had, and will have
They’d never want this to end.
If your walls could talk, they’d tell me how much you regret not doing this more
How much you regret never doing this again
If your walls could talk, they’d say sorry for what’s to come...
…..
BOOM!
A column of smoke erupts from the sea as a small boat begins to sink in it’s flaming glory
Escaping it a single figure flying off into the night their sparkling wings leaving behind what looks snow in their wake.
….
Partially floating away from the boat is a small gem….
No,
It appears to be an iceberg that looks like a diamond from afar
The gem-like slowly begins it descent into the sea, within it the silhouette of person barely conscious in frozen terror
Twahs!
Fwash!
Almost on cue the sea begins acting up again pushing along the frozen figure…
…..
Pushing along Kage into the unknown reaches of the sea.
Sex.