Island Resort: Round 2

[Leander]

Glancing backward, Leander saw that the distant cloud of volcanic ash had abated, though a faint rumbling could still be heard across the waters. Perhaps the fatefully-timed eruption had been sheer luck – and perhaps it hadn’t – whatever the case, Lee wasn’t about to ask questions. With a sharp twist of his head, droplets of seawater were flung one way and then another as he took stock of the surrounding beach.

Blood oozed freely from the punctures upon his left hind cannon. The wound also ran with saltwater, the sting of it quite palpable now that he had regained some semblance of an even breath. Even though the sudden terror of drowning was seemingly behind him, Leander didn’t dare to let his guard down entirely. He kept a sharp eye as he momentarily considered his options.

Then, flaring his wings, he turned to the right and became airborne.

While flying saved him the trouble of limping along on an injured leg, he still winced as salt-dampened feathers glanced across the shallow gashes that had opened upon his back. Before him, the outlines of the odd structures that had first caught his gaze shimmered slightly in the heat. Something about the irregular shapes seemed to beckon him – though Leander could only hope that this meant the seashells he needed were somewhere ahead.

leander

take a bullet to the heart just to keep you safe; like a dream in my arms but i’m wide awake