A Tea Bag Flavored Reality

Harmony S
2 min readMay 6, 2022

Sinking into your subconscious

Photo by Kiril Dobrev on Unsplash

Scarlett spread apart the waves with her hands to eke out a path. Making her way through the waterfall columns, the salty green seawater doused her hair and clung to her drying skin. The nuclear sun bore warmth on her exposed back and arms. Scarlett liked the feeling of swimming in the nude, or at least she had no perception of wearing any clothing.

Suddenly, she ducked beneath the water. Her vision, oddly enough, was as clear as ever. She descended, each layer of waves moving above her head before she reached stillness. Dark navy blue obscured any frame of reference for depth. A hollow choir began to ring out, seemingly in sync with the waves. It was as though the voices were the water, encompassing her entire being, and her body became a violin rod that shifted the harmonies with each push in the water.

She kept descending and descending, each few kilometers becoming barrenly colder. Then, in a flash, a door appeared. The door was lit up, as though it were the bulb of a lantern. Ah, the seabed! She reassured herself she was near the exit of whatever this realm was. She outstretched her hand in slow motion in the thick seawater, the pressure weighing down on her arm. She gripped the copper knob, and twisted. Surprisingly, with no resistance, the door opened. She stepped into the room, emerging into it like she had…

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Harmony S

H A P P Y and you should be TOO!!! LIFE IS AMAZING 👏🦝🦄🌺🍭I write for ILLUMINATION, The Memoirist, Fuck Niches, and The Orange Journal.