she ran fast, fast, fast, letting the wind whip through her. she let out a long, loud howl, arching her back to the moon. she let her mouth open, let the air sink into her chest, let herself scream and yell with everything she had. she kicked off her shoes and left they lying like abandonded shells in the sand. her toes sunk deep into the shore. she ripped off her shirt, tearing at it like an animal.
the tide was high and washing against the rocks. under the moon, the sea looked like a creature unto itself, an unudalting, baccananial, primordial being, angry and powerful. she wanted to be apart of it, wanted to disappear. so she ran out to the rocks, and dived in.