The sea spray misted my eyes, freckling my nose and staining my lips. legs balanced on the board, slicing through the waves flawlessly. The water looked breathtaking today, for such an isolated area. Than again, all secluded places seem to be the most beautiful. The sea was completely smooth, the waves curving like paper that had been wetted lightly. I guided the board through the water seamlessly, standing crouched slightly, my arms spread slightly in a fighters stance to keep my balance. The clouds above seemed to be crowded masses of grey, giving no mercy to the blue sky hidden underneath.
The atmosphere got more intense, as if the sky was taking in its last breath. The brackish water started to get less sleek, instead becoming more rough with each moment passing by. I squinted my eyes, looking into the distance. Trying to seek an asylum. Before I could give another thought a massive tidal wave confronted me in my path. I tried my best to pivot away but the sea though otherwise. The wave hit me. My heart leaped in my chest and my blood went cold. I was jostled about like a plaything between the waters that had betrayed me. I sucked in one large, final breath before everything went
b l a c k
I blinked, My eyes adjusting to the darkness of, of. . . Wherever I was. Something above me glowed. No, not a thing, a multitude of things. Crystals, gemstones, limpid stones in the colors of the sea. In those stones, I saw my own reflection. I stared up, I stared back. I ran a hand through the mess that was my hair. As per usual dark locks of hair seemed to forever get into my eyes. My eyes seemed to match the color of the gems above. Changing with each turn of direction. My bottom lip was split open, I touched it with the tip of my finger. Big mistake. It burned, as the salt that lingered on my fingers seemed to collide with the small open wound. I inspected the rest of my face a huge gash was on my right cheek, at the brink of bleeding out if it was not tended to. I sat straight up only to be pushed down in the darkness.
I was nose to nose with a girl. She had short dark hair that curled at the ends and when the light shone on it directly it shined like a deep indigo ball of fire. She had piercing blue eyes that seemed to be boring into me trying to pinpoint my weaknesses, her lips a light, faded pink.
“Dont. You. Dare. Get. Up.“
She deadpanned as she took out something from a sack that she had on her side. I just noticed that her arms looked really built and strong as they wrapped some thick fabric like material around my torso. I looked down and saw that my stomach had something protruding from it. Just that instant I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen that made me feel like I could die any minute. “I swear to god if you move more than you already are than you shouldn’t be surprised if your dead body is on the ground of this cave right now. “
Oh the irony.
“Where am I.“ I asked
“In a cave.” She said simply
“Where?“
“On an island.“
“Where?“
“In the middle of the Pacific.“
“Where?“
” I F Y O U D O N O T S T O P A S K I N G Q U E S T I O N S I W I L L D R O W N Y O U I N Y O U R O W N B L O O D. “
I instantly quieted until she finished bandaging my wound, both of our weight supported by the cot I was laying on. “So whats your name?“ She asked simply as if she didn’t just give me a death threat. “Hugo, you?“
“Cleo.” Thats a pretty name, I slurred, I was getting tired as if she injected me with a truckload of Anastasia. I vision blurred, everything around me was a mirage. Why is the sky blue? Who is this pretty girl looking at me like I’m and idiot? Why does my entire body feel like I am being used like a human punching bag? Whats my name?
Who am I?
CLIFFHANGER! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I AM SOOOO EVIL! But do not worry fair viewers of this blog for I will post part 2 the very next post. I hope you liked this little short story of mine. Below are two drawings, and if you haven’t guessed yet they are Hugo and Cleo. I did these a while ago that are actually two totally different characters from my one of my favorite book series. But I thought that these drawings also kinda fit Cleo and Hugo’s physical appearances. These two drawings took me about two hours each to do( both done of separate days obviously. ) These are mine and they don’t belong to any other artists but me.
Just to put that out there.
Yeah.
