Rachel Rider
Smol Turtle Girl
The world of the dream awakens with the crashing of waves and the roaring of rain. Water, that precious liquid that sustains life, is now ending it. The tides rise so quickly people in the dream are awoken by fish biting their toes. And the dreamers awaken already underwater, deep under the ocean on the mid-Atlantic ridge. Many cry out in horror, others gasp for air before remembering their curse. A few skyrocket up out of the waves, desperate to find their homes. But a few stay back, meeting together to figure out what to do. The water seems to swirl ominisly around them, as if this dream is reacting to their collective wills.