You fall with your eyes closed because otherwise you wouldn't dare. You open them underwater ecstatic that all parts of you are still where they should be. Fear is a thing, like saltwater. Sometimes you can wash it away and sometimes you have to let it burn your eyes and skin, you have to bear it.
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This is the first of what will be many Story Postcards.
The story was inspired by the picture. Or, more accurately, by being in the place pictured.
http://bookexmachina.com/news/a-new-project-story-postcards/
This is nice n' tight and contains more energy than is required to read (i.e., equals Art).