The Rising Tide

I looked out at the ocean and its vastness made me tremble. I had been driven out there by him because I had told him to do so.

I found myself admiring the crystal clear blue of the ocean and how the waves gently washed up onto the shore.

And in that moment of admiration I wondered whether it was all real. Like clockwork she appeared, the sea darkened at the horizon. It became a deep endless blue that swallowed all light that dared to be in its presence. The hues of blue transitioned from the darkest to the very lightest, from the horizon to the tips of my toes.

She gestured to the horizon, "Go there" she said whilst pointing to the deepest darkest part of the water.

"No, I cannot."

She gazed at me, "Why ?"

Looking at the ocean, " I cannot go there because I cannot swim."

" I cannot go there because I am afraid of what I will find in there."

I walked along the beach, making sure to avoid any contact with the water and with each step I took the water drew closer and closer until there was no sand left to walk on.