I stared out over the pink waves that didn't seem to dim in intensity. They still pounded the shore line like a storm was blowing through. That was probably just the normal for this beach and how could I blame it? The one stretch of beauty in the underworld seemed to be alone, nothing down here could match it. If everything was a living thing this ocean was an angry entity reeking havoc on the underworld daring anyone to jump in her waters. I just watched it, the wave of peace never washing over me like last time. But how could I expect it to when I've lock myself down. Locked all capabilities of emotion into a small box in the back of my mind. I still could tell right from wrong of course, now would just be easier to make those decisions. I wouldn't have to deal with worrying about who I
