Breathless

Breathless
Sunk in the ocean you have no eyes, mouth, or nose. You may not see, breath, speak, or smell. All you have is your ability to hear and even that is muffled by the crashing waves upon you. Your body does not fight for long because struggling only makes you weaker. You give in to the strength of the ocean and float and soar through the current. You may even pray to the moon in hopes to settle the waves long enough to bring you back to shore, but nothing will change. You hear a voice and swim towards it as if fate was playing Marco-polo. A sea lion greets you and wants to take you to the rocks. Thinking he means the rocks above water you agree to go and find yourself lost at the bottom. You open your eyes to the burning salt water, it hurts and they adjust slowly. And slowly the cloudy ocean water becomes more clear. The light of day shines through like lightning striking the coral coves around you. A crate of steel locked and bolted sits beneath you. Something about the way the light hits it makes it shine in the corner of your eye and seduces you to swim near it. “don't”, cries the sea lion, “That belongs to the shark. '' You take glance at the ocean around you. Engulfed by the flames of water you balance yourself uneasily amongst the passing life. You may only see what is gifted by the sun garring through the surface, and risk everything by the sudden chance of danger in the shadows. You grab the shinny steel box and take it into a dark hollow cove. Curiosity is drawn by its man-made feature and you bash a stone along the edge of the lid. The stone that once glowed so big and sharp. As the steel crates lid creeks open a giant squid has you in his lasso from behind. You have stolen his most precious stone and broke its glowing light. Seconds from him taking your soul you make a deal to share the steel crate. Inside the crate lays no money or other fortunes. All that rests within it is a photo of a woman and a blow up raft. You give the opened empty crate to the squid, who unknowingly excepts his fate with the shark. You take the raft and photo and rise above the waves to blow it up in effort to float back to shore. With this raft you see the beautiful woman in the photo alive and adjoining arms you ascend back to shore. You have lost your attention to the raft as you gaze into the womans eyes. She is silent and still. A shark comes up from the breaking waves and bites a hole in the raft. You reach over and grab hold of the womans body she is OK and doesn't let go of the fast bubbling holes in the leaking raft. It slows you down and creates a struggling tension between you and the strength of the current. When you get back to shore the woman is bitten and bleeding.
“If you can save me from this curse, you can keep me to love and hold. If I die I go back as a raft in a crate and you will be lost at sea once more.”