Novel & Cerita Tired Tired Sea

"Neither can I stay too long from the sea, I'll perish here. I've been trying to get back to the sea but the weak waves only came and lapped at the end of my tail, it is not strong enough to lift me afloat." Theresa glanced at the end of her tail which was moving softly in a puddle of water trapped between two jagged rocks; it was lazily swishing here and there like a broad thin hand fan. "What bruised your tail?" She finally asked. "The rocks. My tail is too tender. The rocks cut into my scales and injured me. If I try shuffling with my tail to get to the sea, the sharp rocks will only inflict more bruises on me... I'm hopelessly trapped here until some miracle happens." Maris said with a d

The day my daughter was fighting for her life, my wife, Shirley Hartley, was busy helping her childhood friend Oliver Burke get married. I called seventeen times. On my eighteenth try, she finally picked up. "Shirley, Nyssa's getting worse. The doctor says she needs life support now. They want twenty grand upfront. Where's the money?" Her voice turned ice-cold. "I used it. Oliver's wedding is coming up, and that stuff costs money. I'm not letting his fiancée's family look down on him. "Nyssa just has asthma, right? She coughs a little and suddenly they want twenty grand? Sounds like a scam." Nyssa lay in the hospital bed, her tiny face ghost-pale. Her eyes slowly opened. "Daddy, I wa

"The sea?" Tilidus was surprised, extinguishing the torch in her hands. He had seen the sea probably a hundred times. "Yes, it would be wonderful to see the sea." Elowen gazed into the void, savoring the view she had never seen. The white sea surface and waves crashing against cliffs and hills. So much water that it completely envelops the horizon. "The sea." She smiled. "If the queen wants the sea--she will see it," Tildus said.

"Hello? Simone, what's wrong? Don't cry. Don't cry... What? Hayden has a fever? I'm coming right away!" Arlo hung up, and the guilt in his eyes vanished instantly. He anxiously watched the movers. "Hurry up and move it! Hayden's sick and wants to fall asleep to piano music!" He then went over and shoved Anna aside. "Anna, can't you be reasonable? Hayden's sick. What's wrong with you giving in to him? It's just a stupid piano. Do you have to be so stingy?" Anna was pushed onto the carpet. She stared blankly at Arlo as he left the house, her eyes instantly dimming.

The dawn came reluctantly, gray light peeling back the night to reveal the island in fractured pieces. Mist hung low over the jungle, clinging to trees like ghostly shrouds. The tide whispered against the sand, warning them not to venture further. Jenna stood first, her body aching like her bones had been soaked in lead. Every muscle screamed from the night’s ordeal, but survival had no patience for rest. Steeve stirred beside her, his hair plastered to his forehead, his face drawn and hollow. The others still lay in broken heaps across the sand, clinging to what little warmth their exhausted bodies could muster.

Being carried slowly by the waves. It's all just sea; all I can see is the mansion on the cliff edge. Tristan’s mansion. Amon, how are you? Are you looking for me? Do you regret selling me for stocks? Forget it. I’m already exhausted... Wherever I am, will my heart just stay dead? Being with Amon was even heavier. At least my soul feels a bit freer with Tristan today. "Wisa, cast your line again!" I turned toward Tristan. "I'm tired," I said lazily.

Her brain didn't fully process the words of the men earlier because she just woke up from her sleep, but now she could recall everything upon seeing the pink fog, dark cobwebs, and the sea which was the color of magenta. 'I suppose this is the sea of memories." Ophelia mused, pondering what this sea was capable of. The only people who had traveled past this sea from Easton, were her husband, his warriors, and a few elders. She had read in an Encyclopedia that the sea wasn't really dangerous except it could cause chaos if a cruel person with a sick mind was in their midst. That was the only detail revealed on the page and she couldn't find anything written about it in any other book. She left

Finally whatever they gave wears off enough that I’m able to lift my head. Feeling sluggish, I pull myself up into a sitting position, using a hand on the deck to hold myself up. “I thought you said she’s still out of it,” one of the men mutters. “Should I shoot her up again?” “Nah, the shit’s too expensive to waste on her or we can shoot her up and add it to her bills right.” They all laugh at what he said. “Where…am I?” I ask, my voice slurred. “The open sea, baby.”

"Where exactly did you get exposed to the fire poison?" Gideon asked. Jessica tilted her head, thinking for a moment, then said, "I remember now. It was probably in Tyrant Sea!" "Tyrant Sea!" Gideon's eyes narrowed. That was the inland sea within Mulstead and the largest ocean in all of Dasovia. The weather above it was notoriously violent and unpredictable, with thunderous storms raging frequently. That was how it got its name. Jonathan asked, "Jessica, when did you sneak off to Tyrant Sea? That place is crawling with lightning storms. You've got some nerve."

How loved, I’d felt giving into him. Now I wasn’t sure of anything. Closing my eyes, I leaned my head closer to my knees. It had to be exhaustion, I just hadn’t taken the time to rest. That was the reason that I was seeing things that I knew couldn’t exist. His eyes didn’t change colors during sex. The sex shop owner, Sin. He didn’t have sharp teeth. I was just too tired from my vacation and diving straight into a date with Kane. That had to be it. “Sarah,” I could hear the worry in his voice as he crouched down in front of me. Tilting my head up so I could look at him. I watched Kane twist the lid off a bottle of water before handing it to me. “Drink this, baby.”