The Treacherous Blue

Blue. There was nothing but the frigid, cold blue. A bright, profound shade that seemed to send off this mocking sensation. Looking straight into it, it cheats the eyes into believing – into being hopeful. Yet, that was all a lie. It left you no chance. Nowhere to turn. Nowhere to run. The azure sea enveloped the man. He thrashed around in vain as he was entrapped by the blue. He felt his hands tied behind his back. The chains were pulling him downwards. Continue reading