I watched the sea as it crashed into the shore, feeling the rolling waves at my ankles, soaking sand and dragging my feet. The water was warm, and I thought of you, or rather, thought about how you saw the sea. Remembering that sad smile upon your face as you peered into its depths.

For a long moment, I’d watched you watching the ocean. Watched as your eyes glistened with unshed tears, wondering what it was you saw in it, that I didn’t. After I’d found the courage to disturb the silence, I’d asked, “What’s wrong?” voice barely a whisper.

Another long moment passed before you shook your head and finally turned to me.

“It’s funny,” you had said, voice sardonic. “How the oceans swallow up our depravities, burying our mistakes – the human greed and selfishness.”

Your words swirled my head and I’d tried to see the humour you tied to them. Our eyes met and I stared transfixed; the setting sun at your back, golden rays lighting your face in an ethereal glow. That instant, I realised how beautiful the world was, beautiful because there was someone like you in it.

You stepped forward, further and further into the arms of the waiting waves. The water sloshing softly, rising against my skin with each step. You stopped, chest-deep.

I watched your palm hovering above the surface, heard you whisper, “Do you feel it?” into the salty air.

The water? I thought aloud, blushing as you laughed.

You glided your hand slowly across its moving surface, mind miles away once more.

“She endures it all, the filth we pump into her veins, the torment we unleash with the stealing and snatching and murdering of her aquatic children.”

Even now, the water rises.

“And like an abusive lover blind to their flaws, we continue to take, hurt and destroy.”

Still, it rises – gently and imperceptibly.

“We dig, heading toward our own demise, to a grave filled with scalding water – and …”

We drown ourselves. I said. You said. Your voice in sync with mine.

Submerged now, my head underwater.

I feel it.

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Julie Harris
Julie Harris(@julie-harris)
1 year ago

Your writing is spell-binding, Zinna. We’re right there at the beach with you, walking further into the water, feeling it, as your protagonist says. This almost seems like three stories in one – the climate change theme, the love story between the two characters, and the tragic love-hate abusive relationship between the humans and the ocean. Welcome to Voice Club, Zinna – I look forward to many more stories from you.

Paul Lewthwaite
Paul Lewthwaite(@paul-lewthwaite)
1 year ago

As Julie says, you definitely ‘feel’ this beautiful, haunting story.

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

I agree with what Julie said, Zinna. It is three stories in one. And this is so captivating; I feel it. Welcome here to the Voice club. I am looking forward to reading more stories from you.

Christer Norrlof
Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
1 year ago

Zinna, this is so beautiful, so poetic and so sad. I love it! And I love your description of the beach, the sea, the water with its enigmatic power to absorb what is thrown into it. The situation with the two persons walking into the sea while talking is breathtaking and the comparison of humanity’s relation to the sea, “as an abusive lover blind to their flaws” is simply wonderful! Please write… Read more »

Marianna Pieterse
Marianna Pieterse(@marianna-pieterse)
1 year ago

Welcome to voice.club, Zinna! Your story was so captivating, like Julie said it felt like I was right there with your characters. The line, “And like an abusive lover blind to their flaws, we continue to take, hurt and destroy.” is such a powerful one. This was so beautifully written.

Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 year ago

Hello and welcome to Voice club, Zinna. This is a very powerful piece of writing; I was riveted to every word, right to the end. This is another story that I’ll be mulling over for quite some time. Very well done.

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