-----WORK IN PROGRESS-------

An ending to a story that has no beginning

Then it came to him, slowly at first then it descended upon his body. His legs started to feel numb, he couldn't even fell the cold water of the sea. They felt as if they were tied down by a great weight slowly pulling him under, then his chest started to feel heavy as if about to explode from pain and fatigue. The pain not of the body but of the coming end. Finally as his legs started to cramp and as he slowly sank under the clear blue waters of the sea, in that perfect Sunday morning. Then the water dragged him further and then his breathing became impossible from all the water in his lungs, he thought of her. Yes, his last thoughts were not filled by God,regret, hate, or sorrow.

She filled it all

Then there was nothing.

Nothing but the darkness.

Author's Note

As always people give me great advice of any kind, even about what type of story you would want to see this on. ALL COMMENTS AND OPINIONS WILL BE GLADLY ACCEPTED :D

Reviews

[Joshua Smit]

a brilliant start, can go anywhere could've started anywhere... so many options

[StarryNights]

This is a very good start, lots of emotion even in the tragedy of what's happening in the scene

[Coyote Poetry]

A lot of direction you can go with this story. Left a opening for a fight to survive. A possibility of looking for something? Last lines were strong. A search for reason and purpose is always a good story. I look forward to see where you will go with the story.
Coyote