the sea crashed onward, seeming to consume the shore - and her soul. the sea reminded her of him... bringing back all the previous weeks poison and emotion. had it been only a week? how utterly trivial! it had seemed like years that she lie awake in the dark, her cheeks moist with angry tears, her lips moving in the air... mouth filled with unspeakable words of inexpressible pain. he had been injust... so silent, so... indifferent. sitting there watching her struggle with the words, not knowing what to say, or how to make her pain known in a rational, sane, justified way. but he knew... she could see his eyes laughing at her, the dark sorrel-brown gleamed with dull light as he watched her, silent, making mockery of her feelings for him... strong as they were.

The sea raged on, the wind whipping bitterly about her body, whispering harshly about her face... but the words were swept away just too quickly for her to understand.
'Scorpion...'
she whispered back to the wind, sinking down into the melancholy she knew so well, the dull and quiet anger swept in a ripple across her soul, and she knew that he would never see. Frothy waves lapped about her bare feet, comforting, understanding. The sea had always known. the sea was the eternal one.