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Fear.
The memory of this feeling reverberates through my entire being as I careen toward a 30-meter-tall wall of water. Instinct grips my body and demands that I swim away… fast.
Desperate, I frantically fling my arms against the current that’s dragging me upwards toward the top of the massive wave.
Determination.
I remember what it feels like to deeply desire a certain outcome. And currently, that outcome is the opposite of whatever is happening right now.
There are no more normal waves around me - just a frothy sea subservient to the commanding current.
As near-vertical flowing water pushes me higher and higher, I attempt to 'jump' out, hoping to fall down the wall and gain some headway. But the flow, displaying a persistence I haven't known in eons, refuses to loosen its unyielding grip.
Higher. Higher.
It’s officially dark now, but I can sense every atom in the air and water being pulled by this same unbeatable force.
A supernatural force.
As the faint purple remnants of blue hour fade, I notice a soft yellow glow reflecting off the peak of my oppressor.
Or my savior.
What feels like hours of distressed swimming has left me exhausted, and I can hardly stay afloat.
The current swiftly brings me up… up…
and over - where I witness the embodiment of beauty and terror:
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