By W.F. Jungerman
The boat rocked, teetering between tipping over and staying afloat. Whoops and shouts echoed in his ears. His attention was caught in a dance of sound, stuck halfway between their glee and his terror.
He clutched the side of the boat, his knuckles white, gaze pinned to the skyline. Laughter boomed. A second passed. The horizon crept closer. His grip turned from comforting to searing. Though he tried, he couldn’t release his hands. He could see where the sky met the ocean and imagined the waves falling over the precipice, plummeting into infinity, taking him into the eternity below. Gone forever.
Woah! I love how with so few words you have pulled me into a story that is so much bigger. It pulls me to imagine what came before, and who this person is.
I have to say that I didn’t get this on the first reading. I thought about it and reread the title and it all made sense. What a very intriguing story.
Suspenseful. Very nice build up and ending.
Very gripping read and thought provoking. A person can be so alone and frightened even when surrounded by others. Fear of the unknown can be paralyzing.
Love that human emotion and behavior is the same in an alternate reality.