The cold water ripples against my waist... I bathe, half-submerged in the liquid frost.
I begin to, slowly, sink in...
The icy grey lake swallows up my form, and I float uncertainly, slowly sinking to the bottom.
The flowing ice invades my orifices. The sand caresses my back. The surface lights dance upon my face.
...May I ever resurface again?
Album cover: 8/10 i love this one