WAVE.
written by ✧Aurora Lovecraft✧
Aurora Lovecraft's "Wave." is a three-part allegorical narrative based on a personal struggle with bi-polar depression. In less than 1000 words paired with absorbing soundtrack, the haunting nature of a battle with mental illness is conveyed through an anonymous girl's frightening encounter with a universal fear - drowning. (Not recommended to a younger audience due to sensitive themes)
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
4
Reads
510
Cage.
Chapter 2
The first Wave hits. Hard. So hard her head feels as if it has been cracked in two. Her lungs scream as liquid overflows its chambers – there’s no room left to breathe. Her foot, it’s tethered to something with monstrous strength that refuses to let go no matter how hard she tugs. She fights in desperation to swim to the surface, to free herself from the Tether. She hopelessly wrestles with it for what seems like hours, until she ultimately combines all her strength into one final haul.
And it lets go.
The Tether lets go.
She puzzles over this for a few seconds, her clouded conscious opting to simply float in the murky depths as innocent little fish swim by her feet. The danger seemingly lifted, she peers down at their beautiful colors until one fish shoots towards her, gaping its mouth.
A mouth that suddenly erupts to the size of her head.
A mouth encasing rows and rows of sharp, menacing teeth caked with blood.
She flails her limbs back in terror as her subdued, but remaining will to live kicks in and tells her to take the chance while she has it. She claws at the surrounding water and kicks it behind her in attempt to make it to a surface she doesn’t even know exists or not.
But there is one.
There has to be.
Splashing up and out of the water in exhaustion, she lies back in almost a sensation of contentment at what she has accomplished, expecting it to be over. She takes a deep breath of beautiful, life-fulfilling oxygen and instead chokes on a mouthful of salt and seaweed as the second Wave swallows her and her contentment whole. The undercurrent drags her deeper and deeper only to toss her up again into another Wave, worse than the last one. Crying out in bitter tears of horror, she senses the very essence of her life being ripped from her as each Wave pummels her ruthlessly.
Waves now with horrific voices now screaming sadistic amusement at her pain.
Hurling her body onto the nearby rocks as if disposing itself of an unwanted piece of trash.
She starts to sink into the dark matter below, not even caring to fight its grasp. The light slowly filters out of her vision, highlighting the blackness of the depths and the absence of life closing in around her. Her eyes flutter open and close. Open and close. Open.
There is a Cage circumscribed about her body. The latch is unlocked, and the door is open. Yet, she doesn’t want to leave the comfort the consuming void gives as she sinks deeper and deeper
into
the depths
of the o b l i v i o n.
