More of me fades as I lay on the sand. The sea has already claimed so much from me, my name, my purpose, and my past. I fear if I do not move soon, she will devour what little remains.

Yet I keep watching them as they fall from a crimson sky. Their souls shine like stars before they are consumed by the water. In agony they dance upon the surface of the sea, fighting for a life that has already been taken from them.

One by one each soul fades, their hearts forfeited to Ammit. I do not know where they go when I can no longer see their glow. Was it meant to be like this? Were we all supposed to meld with the black sea?

Why did I fight then? Why did I make it to shore when the others are so easily lost beneath the surface? There is no answer, and I remain alone, lost.

The sea calls to me, she bids me to come to her and cleanse my soul of whatever it is that binds me to the shore. What remains of me longs to join with her, but the barrier between us is too strong.

Yet for all my questions unanswered, for all I feel at being cast aside from the path, I am not worried. I have all the time of eternity, because the one thing I do know is that I am already dead.

I like art, and I like writing. 'Bout time the two were put together!

Here is the link to the new webcomic on the cyberspace block which I call 'unforgiven'. A dark, romantic, supernatural thriller set in Hell. What will this one woman go through to find the answers to her past? And what will that past mean to her future?

To create this story I have partnered with a fantastic artist named Phil Buckenham. The script to part one is finished and with him now. I can't wait to see the outcome!

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