Post by linkturner on Dec 29, 2007 1:30:37 GMT -5
The beach was calm and cool as its breeze flooded the surrounding leaving the area in a almost subzero state. The sun was setting and just added to the cold in the winter season. There was nothing on the beach, as no one saw the reason to do so as it was winter. There was a flock of seagulls squaking and yelping about fighting for the most miniscule portions of food, that would surely ruin any normal person's appetite. As the flock flew and jumped around in their little possy, a bright light apearred and lit up the area for a couple miles. The seagulls immeditely flew up and took flight into the cold breezy skies.
As the light subdued a figure was shining through, though it was still not reconizable. After a few minutes it and a now clear area the figure was reconizable. It was Link. His medium long brown hair blew in the breeze and he stood their and embraced it. He had been in the abyss' of nowhere and everywhere, he was here and there, and this place and that place. The moment he left Teresa he could live the life he had been. He had been searching for a way to save himself from himself. Link look to the beach with black eyes staring into the horizon. His eyes randomly flickered back to their loving blue selfs but never for long.
As he stood there he had a piece of paper, and a bottle in his hand as he stared into the nothingness that used to be his favorite place....and the love of his life
As the light subdued a figure was shining through, though it was still not reconizable. After a few minutes it and a now clear area the figure was reconizable. It was Link. His medium long brown hair blew in the breeze and he stood their and embraced it. He had been in the abyss' of nowhere and everywhere, he was here and there, and this place and that place. The moment he left Teresa he could live the life he had been. He had been searching for a way to save himself from himself. Link look to the beach with black eyes staring into the horizon. His eyes randomly flickered back to their loving blue selfs but never for long.
As he stood there he had a piece of paper, and a bottle in his hand as he stared into the nothingness that used to be his favorite place....and the love of his life