Chapter 142 Worlds Away

• The Ocean was cold and dark, a deep gray color that was almost black as it surrounded the Island. The sun had long since set and only a small sliver of light could be seen over the edge of the horizon. The glow from the moon danced in the wave, it looked like the moon was swimming over it, its silvery light glimmering on the wet sand, reflecting off the waves rolling in to meet it. The waves crashed violently onto the shore, brushing away their footprints as if they didn't want them there. The air smelt sharp and salty, and the wind felt cool against their skin, making them shiver despite themselves. The ocean itself gave the appearance of a silent scream, but neither man dared speak, none wanting to be the one to say the first word. Their hearts weigh heavily, their lips quivered, eyes sought comfort from around them instead of within the other.
• The fear of parting.
• Of separation, it bears strongly against their aching souls. Goodbyes can be the hardest word to say when said out loud, so they cling to their strength, holding back tears, hoping the pain burning within would lessen if given time. But, alas, the journey to Aquarial is far too long and this pain they feel would only burn more intensely with time.