Show Me My Silver Lining

Dagrún didn't see it coming. She heard the sound of cracking branches as the rain fell harder and harder. She did her best to get out of the way but there simply wasn't enough time. A wave better place in the ocean than the shore struck her, forcing her down under the water. The evening sky was dark, obscured by clouds to the point she could barely tell which way was up.

Dag fought her way to the surface only for another waye to pummel her back down. She was tossed and turned, over and over. She knew she couldn't hold her breath forever, yet try as she might she just couldn't break the surface. When she was almost there, so close to fresh air, there was a loud crack and an explosion of pain through her head. Then only darkness.

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It was quiet here, dark… peaceful compared to the beating of the waves that had occurred a moment before. She felt herself press up against something, like some sort of veil, before she slipped out of her body. Looking down she could see herself, caught between a crevice and a crooked pine tree as the water rushed around her, her head bobbing limply. So… she was dead. This wasn't at all how she wanted to go, but what could be done now? Dagrún found she wasn't terribly sad about it. She felt as if her senses were expanding. She could feel that she wasn't alone.

Out of the corner of her eye Dagrún a beautiful butterfly with turquoise wings fluttering through the storm as if completely unbothered by the winds that should have shredding it. It landed next to her head. Wings fluttering before it took to the air again and landed on her chest. It didn't speak though she understood what it seemed to imply. She had to go back into her body. Dagrún's face contorted. Back there? Surely not! The butterfly took off, flying next to her spiritual face and landing on her shoulder. She took it as a reassuring gesture and got the sense that she had some sort of purpose she was supposed to fulfill. Before she could ask anymore there was a shooting pain through her chest.

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Dag's eyes flashed open as filthy water poured out of her mouth. She coughed and spat, her ears ringing so loud she almost didn't ear the squeaking yells of the pup that was trying to scramble off of her.