the sound of letting go

[Tayui Aston]

Tayui's washing up on the shore of Whisper Beach. She's got a number of wounds and is frozen like an icicle! The top of her head has a number of gashes and her right ear is mangled. Her neck also has some wounds and she's missing clumps of fur all over her body.

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[/html]Tayui was distinctly aware that she was floating. Every so often, the clouds would tug her one way and then decide they preferred to take her another. This floating sensation was far from ad rem. Every so often, she’d feel a sharp piercing pain somewhere on her body, but the clouds were quick to soothe and dull this pain. The clouds embraced her in their frozen grip and Tayui could feel herself falling deeper and deeper into the sky. She wondered if the next step would simply be cold darkness and death. She had only met ghosts who had returned from their death, but she’d never asked them how they made it back. She had always thought they wouldn’t be able to give her a response, whether it be because they weren’t allowed or because they couldn’t remember. Tayui swore she would remember these memories because when she died, she wanted to remember how it all happened.

The clouds shifted and Tayui realized that she was no longer floating. She felt the clouds give way to something gritty and hard. Tayui tried to move and return to her clouds, but they just pushed her farther and farther away. She struggled against them, but now each movement brought new pain. Her head throbbed and ached and other parts of her body hurt, too. Everything sounded loud and close, as if things were constantly pushing and crashing around her. This was wrong. Tayui knew that clouds could not make such sounds unless she was in a thunderstorm. Silently, she began to whine. With each whine, her shivering grew fiercer and she felt the thunderclaps take over.[html]

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