Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-39642964-20190812191411/@comment-39642964-20190818031023

Moving water.

Churning water.

Runic water spelling words that seemed to disappear.from trista's memory the second she read them. Why was it all so... Foggy.

Somewhere, she knew she was dreaming and she needed to wake up. But that somewhere wasn't quite there yet. Yet. Not y et. Weird word, yet was.

Why...

Why was she wet.

She was soaking.

Drenched.

She jolted awake and screamed.