It's hidden now. The Sun. Behind the meagre moon that can only censure it's core. It pours out around it, intense, fiery - That the eye...

An island. That's where she lives. It's a fairly old one. As old as islands could be. . She thinks some islands are just nascent chunks...

Water envelops me. Spilling over to the edge of the horizon. Falling away into that which I came from. It's all around me. Still. The...