Something says
"Stay"
Something cold and light whispers
"Go"
Something somewhere dark and deep rumbles
"Come"
Something calls to me
Freezes my bones
But memories seep through my fingers into my toes
More than wind blows me down to the sea
More than the sound of salty waves carries me down
To the sea, to the call
Something says
"Come."
Posted in response to the challenge Seaside.
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