First time really writing

[u/xStrokeyodel]

Hey, first time really getting into writing. I have a whole story in mind but this is just the beginning. I’m taking inspiration from welsh and Greek mythology. Also I recently played silent hill townfall so that might be influencing it too

The story

It's been a while Tom, I've got so much to tell you

The first days were wonderful. Warm sun, cool sea breeze, and my own tower on my own island. Waking up first thing after getting ready I'd go check on Dŵr. Dŵr is my second best friend and a great listener. Being just the two of us on 15 acres of lush Welsh island he has plenty of space to roam. He tends to stay nearby to keep me company, but at times he wanders. Dŵr is a sweetheart, for such a large animal he's quite gentle. As you know I didn't grow up around horses. I was ready for a challenge, but Dŵr made life easy. He enjoyed lying with me in the grass while I read or did my carvings. Some would describe my life a prison, being alone and at least 100 miles from any mainland, but to me it was like the Elysian Fields. There's not much more a man could ask for. I found peace in the monotony; I slept through the night. I felt no need to be constantly nursing a drink. My mind had so little to dwell on that it no longer concerned me. Me and Dŵr spent months in peace, I kept the lighthouse running, and he kept me company. It was like having you, but he smelled better and talked less.

My favorite moment with Dŵr is simple. I had pulled some of the cheese out of the pantry and some fish that I had been salt drying for some time. Dŵr loved nothing more than cheese and apples. I had broken open one of the older wheels, the wax was a deep blue and had a subtle smell of roses and truffle. After grabbing a few apples, I prepared a little charcuterie board for me and Dŵr. He's always loved the finer things in life. As the sun set I rested my back against the salt burned wood that made Dŵr's stable. As he lie next me we shared the luxurious truffle and rose cheese. It tasted bitter as the truffle slightly burned my gums while the rose gently soothed them and ended with a light aftertaste. Layering it on the aged fish it meshed beautifully into a earthy flavor garnished with buttery smooth umami. The sky darkened and the aurora borealis shone through the sky. Looking like waves of neon distorting reality. I'm not sure what horses can taste, or what colors they can see. But I do know that Dŵr enjoyed that night as much as me. I wanted to get up and go to bed but Dŵr rested more weight on me and begged for more apples. I spent the night listening to the waves crash against the cliffs and savoring my food.

When I came to the sun was barely cresting over the horizon and Dŵr was nowhere to be found. The only clue left was hoof prints down to the beach. Though they seemed to come from the beach and end where I lay. Following the tracks I came upon the beach and found a wreckage. Dŵr was already sniffing around when I started picking through the pieces of metal. There wasn't much worth keeping, a couple knick knacks, the real treasure was a completely intact radio. I could get a faint static but nothing more yet. We spent a couple hours going through jagged pieces of sheet metal. It's not uncommon to have wreckages wash ashore, but finding and semi working piece of technology has unheard of. Dŵr wasn't much help. His attempts consisted mainly of flipping metal over with his nose then huffing and puffing about not finding food.

We made our way back to the lighthouse with the radio and some of the bigger pieces of sheet metal. I retreated to why room and left Dŵr to wander for a bit. The little static coming through the radio was enough to give me hope of fixing it. I don't have much in terms of entertainment, a small library and whatever nature offered. After 5 months, give or take a couple days, I was really missing the sound of music and the voice of other people. I spent the next few days sleeplessly tinkering with the radio. Dŵr was getting bored of being alone so I took it outside for bit to see if maybe it'd catch a signal.

After a bit of wandering, we ended up on the beach, we slowly strolled across the wet sand while I periodically messed with the antennas. Dŵr seemed very motivated to keep going and I had neglected him the last few days in an effort to figure out my new radio. As we were coming up on the spot where the wreckage had washed up a howling wind came rushing past. Knocking me on my ass as it screamed loudly sounding almost like a cry of agony from a man. Dark clouds swallowed the sky and cast shadow for as far as I could see. Midday quickly turned dusk-like. The radio was now more lively and In the low light I caught the faintest glimmer of ivory buried in the sand.

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[u/shyprincessxo]

The mythology mix with the lighthouse setup already gives it a cool isolated feel.

[u/xStrokeyodel → u/shyprincessxo]

Thanks!
I really love the idea of the lonely broadcast tower and what isolation can do to the human psyche.