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Liv Moore ([personal profile] living_proof) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2018-08-29 06:45 am (UTC)

"MAJOR!"

I am shrieking. I am standing on a beach, wet from the waist down, and I am shrieking loud enough to make myself hoarse. There is a glowing blue line laid out across the water in front of me, and at the end of it, there is nothing but a shock of sandy brown hair slipping beneath the surface.

I swore I wouldn't go near the water again. It doesn't matter.

Hands shaking, I shuck off my boots and wade sloppily in, pressing past waves that want to push me back to shore. "MAJOR!" I scream again, even though I know it's pointless, and the second it's deep enough, I duck under and swim because there is no time.

I surface, panting, treading water as my gaze skips over the lake. He was here, he was just here.

"MAJOR!"

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