this lighthouse I built to guide my feet has burned out and I forgot where I'm going
It isn’t until Raza notices that her swimmin’s a lot easier that her anxieties begin to ebb away. She follows Nerissa down, down into the water, until the last of the light disappears and her whole world is Nerissa’s lights. The water seems to press in on her, her head poundin’ with the sound of every heartbeat. Her ears hurt. It’s cold, so cold down here, where she can’t even see her goosebumps.
The mer’s lights illuminate her face and an expectant look paired with a clear patch of sand. She reaches for the little puch, fumbling a bit with the water-soaked opening before she’s able to open it and take out the rocks. Layin’ em gently on the ocean floor, Raza the looks up at Nerissa and shrugs.
That’s all they have to do with them. right?
The mer’s lights illuminate her face and an expectant look paired with a clear patch of sand. She reaches for the little puch, fumbling a bit with the water-soaked opening before she’s able to open it and take out the rocks. Layin’ em gently on the ocean floor, Raza the looks up at Nerissa and shrugs.
That’s all they have to do with them. right?
RAZA
