Drowning In An Endless Sea Novels & Stories

[The Weight of Forever] Ang bawat hininga ko ay may lasa ng alat at kamatayan, isang paalala na ang dagat na ito ang siyang magiging huling saksi sa aming pag-ibig o sa aming pagwawakas. The silence of the open ocean was more terrifying than the explosions we left behind; it was a vast, indifferent void that didn't care if a King and his Asset drowned in its depths. My lungs burned, and my heart felt like a dying star, flickering with the last bit of hope I had for the man in my arms.

Rose I was adrift in a sea of turbulent inky waves threatening to take me under, with no rescue in sight. My body felt as if it was sinking deeper into the depths with a current sending me into violent obscurity. Tendrils of darkness clung to my body, determined to latch on and smother the life out of me. I tried to pry open my eyes to escape the desolate environment, but my eyelids felt as if they were almost glued shut.

trying to fight for your life in the middle of a stormy sea with huge stones tied to your wrists and ankles as you scream and beg the crafter for a second chance to live as the stones plunge you deeper into the raging waters. The voice of my tormentor is heard while my life is cruelly taken away from me. Continuous drowning and swimming down to the depth of the sea where there's nothing but thick darkness, skin-melting cold, and harsh water filling your lungs will prove to you that you clearly aren't immortal as you'd thought you were.This time I didn't get to thank the moon goddess for saving my life. I didn't want to thank her because I deserved it.

[Lincoln] With my pulse drumming in my ears, I bolt out of my seat, every noise fading beneath the roaring waves of the ocean. My mind hones in on one thing—my wife…drowning the water. Fuck. What was she thinking? Without hesitation, I dive in, my body slicing through the surface as cold water engulfs me. A figure is sinking lower, deeper. My muscles burn as I push forward, lungs tight, heart slamming against my ribs. I reach out, my fingers wrapping around an ankle before I shift to grab her waist.

"It's fine. I feel much better now." He didn't pull away. The two of them stood there, leaning against each other. As if suddenly remembering something, Wren hastily asked, "Zach, where's Sierra? She's nowhere to be seen. I must've scared her when I fainted. I need to apologize to her!" Apologize? Her façade made me sick. I was already dead. How on earth was she going to apologize to me? The collision between the crashing waves and the yacht tore my body apart, and even the sea creatures had been drawn by the scent of blood, feasting on my remains.

That click that brought nothing good. Before I could even blink, I fell into the trance. Then I was submerged into water. The beach, I was at the beach, the salt water hitting my tongue. Drowning. I was drowning. And I heard screams, this time I was definite it wasn't mine. It was deep, filled. It was Elijah's. Despite going against my better judgement, despite knowing he was dead. I found myself swimming closer to the sound, thrashing against the wild currents and failing. Then I was submerged deeper and the whole world went black.

The flood was endless. Millions of lives pouring into her mind. Millions of goodbyes. Millions of endings. The First Dreamer rushed toward her. “This is only one second.” His voice sounded distant beneath the roar of memories. “One second of carrying the Sea.” She looked up. Terrified. And finally understood. The Sea wasn't water. It wasn't magic. It wasn't a place. It was grief. Accumulated across infinite possibilities. Every story that could not continue. Every life left behind.

I am pushed under again and kick hard, clawing at the water above me. Nobody is coming. Nobody knows I am here. The water comes up over my mouth again, and this time I do not have enough air in my lungs to stay above the surface. Is this how I die? By drowning in the ocean?

In the dream, Tea refused to end like that! Unfortunately for her, the palace maid sent her a glass of poisoned wine and 3 metres of white silk - she was given the option to chose her death. Tea drank the poisoned wine and died horrifically. She had so much resentment that she became a ghost and saw how the entire country collapsed because of one woman. In the end, golden words suddenly appeared in front of her: "Save the country and live freely!"

It was as if I was caught in an endless cycle of drowning, each move I take to swim upward always take me 5cm deeper into the water. I gasped for breath, my throat raw from the saltwater, and tried to scan the area around me for anything that could offer me help. But there was nothing, only the endless expanse of the sea, stretching out as far as the eye could see. It was overwhelming, suffocating, and i felt like i was drowning over and over again, each wave pushing me further down. I thought about giving up for the second time because I was already tired of these unending night mare, letting the sea take me,, but then & remembered what i was fighting. I have a family, a life back on land,