The wind whipped through her auburn hair as she gazed down at the sea. The waves crashed against the side of the rocks that were below her and a single tear slipped down her freckle covered cheek.
A slight breeze lifted her hair, tickling down her pale neck. She quickly turned as a shiver went down her spine. There was no-one there but an uneasy feeling started welling up within her. Another breeze moved, this time caressing gently over her backside.
She looked down at the ocean, where her lover had met his death in a freak boating accident. The breeze continued to swirl around her, the touch feeling achingly familiar.
"Jason?" she croaked, her voice rusty from disuse and weeping. The phantom breeze moved over her face, a feeling like a gentle kiss slipping over her forehead. A kiss to the forehead was the first thing that Jason would do whenever they had been parted for any length of time.
Even though the ocean had claimed him, she knew that he was still close to her and always would be.
For the Indie Ink Writing Challenge this week, http://randomgirlblogs.blogspot.com">Random Girl challenged me with "Despite the ocean in their way, they were as close as they had ever been" and I challenged http://thegraceofpirates.blogspot.com">Grace O'Malley with "Fae and Children".
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