#dylanxmark

@markthesiren

Dylan had been walking by the lagoon once more. He had no clue how he got there or why it felt as if his body was being tugged in that general direction but he could feel the sensation running through his veins. “Zephyr? Are you here?” He called out when he thought he saw someone approaching him.

@markthesiren

Dylan had barely made it back to the cove before he started to trash everything. The voices in his head were growing louder the longer he stayed there. He grabbed the pills took them one after another followed by every type of alcoholic cocktail that he would conjure together. Nothing was working. Nothing. He needed to get away from everything. His eyes were red and irritated from all his crying. Making his way to mermaid cove, he stood at the edge of the water looking down at his reflection. He was standing at the edge of the cliff and tested to see how far he could go. Knowing that if he were to fall in he would surely die due to mermaids and their territorial nature. His foot slipped and he ended up falling into the water. The only problem was...Dylan couldn’t swim.