Mni-writing

[Tanya]

This is just a mini-writing, which isn't meant to have a plot, I guess it's practice for descriptions and the like.


She drifted in the water that would have been perfect for drinking, had it not been full of chemicals. It was just the right temperature, commonly called "ice cold" by many. Brown hair haloed her head as she floated, most of her body submerged. Her dark blue eyes reflected the color of the water as they slowly drifted shut. She heard nothing as she laid on the water but the soft swishing sound the tiny waves made. Mists blew gently over the water around her and goosebumps formed on her entire body. Her eyes finally closed completely. The young woman was completely at ease.

She woke on a beach covered in sand and blinked slowly, bringing her hand to her neck. Something sticky was there. Pulling her hand away, she looked. It was blood. She didn't utter a sound as she let her hand fall once more to her side, calm as the blood flowed from her in a tiny river. A crab skittered by but she didn't see it. The woman merely looked up at the cloud-spattered sky. It reminded her briefly of milk poured into a blue fruit drink.