A song of longing
Aug 28, 2014 11:09:39 GMT
Post by Sharon on Aug 28, 2014 11:09:39 GMT
*The song echoed with the rythmn of the tide. A haunting song that was like the mysteries of the selkies getting sailors hung up on the rocks.*
Awwel marra shuftek etghayyar hali! *The voice seemed to echo through the rock outcroppings and blow holes, hypnontic but riddled with heartbreak.* Ihssass ghrib ma'araft mali. Bghitek habbitek etkuni dyali!N'ish...hyati ma'ak. Hluwwa bezzaf yehssan e'wani!
Habibi! *The voice, made for the desert but now part the sea, cried out.* ...Habibi! *As the note faded away into nothingness like morning fog off the bay.
*She let the sand sift through her webbed fingers, listening to it tinkle and fizz softly as the moonlight turned it into it's own fine dust. In it's it's snowy luster she could see those she left behind. Her little brother and sister...And, her dearest friend, Yashid. Were they happy and warm tonight in the Bedouin tent? Slowly she dropped back into the water again and spent some time checking the lobster traps, mostly by feel.
She imagined the trap owners surprise when the found coins of copper in those traps when she's 'borrowed' a crustation?*
Awwel marra shuftek etghayyar hali! *The voice seemed to echo through the rock outcroppings and blow holes, hypnontic but riddled with heartbreak.* Ihssass ghrib ma'araft mali. Bghitek habbitek etkuni dyali!N'ish...hyati ma'ak. Hluwwa bezzaf yehssan e'wani!
Habibi! *The voice, made for the desert but now part the sea, cried out.* ...Habibi! *As the note faded away into nothingness like morning fog off the bay.
*She let the sand sift through her webbed fingers, listening to it tinkle and fizz softly as the moonlight turned it into it's own fine dust. In it's it's snowy luster she could see those she left behind. Her little brother and sister...And, her dearest friend, Yashid. Were they happy and warm tonight in the Bedouin tent? Slowly she dropped back into the water again and spent some time checking the lobster traps, mostly by feel.
She imagined the trap owners surprise when the found coins of copper in those traps when she's 'borrowed' a crustation?*