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Sinking

I'm changing

By ThatWriterWomanPublished 11 months ago 2 min read
Top Story - March 2025
Sinking
Photo by Julia Joppien on Unsplash

I think I am turning into a deep-sea creature.

I’ve been sinking downwards for a while. Only, now I’ve started to feel like I am becoming part of the deep ocean.

First, I felt my mouth split open and fill with razor-sharp words. They snagged against my lips and tongue on the way out, becoming garbled nonsense, and opening my treacherous mouth even wider.

Then, as I sank deeper, my fingers webbed into fins – unable to grasp even the simplest of concepts and objects. The harder I tried, the more they propelled me down, down.

The next thing to change was my eyes. They swallowed themselves open – changing into glassy black gems. I began to see the silhouettes of those around me, moving in a fuzzy greyness, like ink dripped slowly into clear water.

Then, I became fragile to the touch. My bones turned thin, and my muscles dissolved into jelly. When I could see my skin in the fading light, it cracked like dry sandpaper – splitting and merging into the flesh below.

It was only when the darkness became complete and enveloped me did I understand how quiet things are down here. It is peaceful really, so peaceful I can hear my own heartbeat. The once thumping instrument now rang in a continuous hum.

It is also surprisingly warm down here – like the baths I used to take up above to relax. I feel the heat transfer through my thin skin, slowing my descent into a blissful float.

As I stop, my transformation completes. Sharp venomous spines shoot out from my back in abundance. I breathe deeply through a long row of wide gills; it lasts longer than any breath I could take up above.

I am no longer holding myself together despite the low pressures, but instead feeling my body held up by the high pressures. I feel a part of things here, separated from all others but a part of the ocean.

I think I’ve turned into a deep-sea creature, and I can’t bring myself to mind one bit.

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A/N: This was another prompt in my writing club! I wanted to write a piece that felt like falling slowly into a peaceful solitude. I hope this worked!

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I hope you all have a wonderful day! Happy writing and reading!

-TWW

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ThatWriterWoman

Welcome!

Writer from the UK (she/her, 26) specializing in fictional tales of the most fantastical kind! Often seen posting fables, myths, and poetry!

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  • The Invisible Writer8 months ago

    That read like a poem. I found myself falling deeper until the end when I felt like a deep sea creature too

  • Archery Owl10 months ago

    Interesting and very unique. Love it

  • Very imaginative… vivid imagery.🤩

  • Rohitha Lanka10 months ago

    Congrats on Top Story

  • Caroline Craven11 months ago

    Gosh this was so good - loved the line about swallowing the eyes open and turning into glossy black gems. This was a great top story.

  • Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊

  • Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago

    Gorgeous bravo!!👏

  • Snarky Lisa11 months ago

    Beautiful descriptions!

  • Well written, congrats

  • Omgggg, of that's how good it feels, I wanna turn into a deep sea creature too hehehehe.

  • Test11 months ago

    I loved this TWW, the narrative voice felt so conflicted with itself. Like it was okay to drift away but also that longing to care that they're fading away. So well done!

  • Raphael Fontenelle11 months ago

    That'd be kind of epic. If it isn't a painful transformation.

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