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ting down i

e tida

. A single wooden plank keeps me afloat.

g here? My tho

ddle of the ocean. The reverberating so

ds, causing a massive wave to form. As I sped up and down the sea, the powerful ocean beneath my feet was generating enormous waves

pped from the sheer power of the wind. Another bolt of lightning flashed

ll the other

ssenger on

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rm made the

ly one who

o the depths of the ocean, my

lid. My grip on the wooden plank tightened, and I rested my head on it. My teeth we

oing t

t day. I let myself be carried away by the waves, knowing that as long

et has shifted, and it is

ave came crashing down behind me, I felt a shiver run down

I'm going to

My nostrils were filled with salty water, my lungs were burning as the air stru

slams into me, sending flinders of wood crashing into my body, but my

ungs could recover, and I saw a round barrel flying towards me. I tried swimming faster a

the head before my

went black

the abyss, one horrible

ing to

*

Was death suppos

s gradually opened as they adjusted to the bright light. My head was resting on a wooden plank that I was now strewn across the sand. My hand instinctively

hat I'm in pain

a wave of memories flas

ocean and a raging storm. B

head, a cerulean sky, blue water, w

n an

support my weight. My face collided with the san

he wind rushing against my body. M

complet

d it h

her flash of scenery f

more successful. My feet wobbled as I walked towards a large protruding rock on the sand, shaded by a large tree. Grasping the rough edges, I manage

m I n

but terribly failed. I'm thirsty, and my legs are barely holding up my weight. I tried to t

ed up on the beach. There was a storm and a

rough my head as my body relive

on tha

I remember and here I

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member anything pri

ly one who

I watched in my memories how the sh

surroundings. The ground drummed with thumping paws, and it wa

a herd of animals could be harmless or maybe not. I couldn't take a

I have been. I stood silent, not daring to make any sound or dari

A girl.” A deep

ople. There are peo

they know th

heir voices includes a man, they might do something bad. I c

hey're ba

closer to the rock. Another s

t led us here.” Anoth

? Who are these people? How can

om a shipwreck. The ship's re

they're g

t they were good people or else it'll be the end for me. I squee

I speak. My lips were cut open, and my skin was stinging

f me, covering my bosom and

like a sculpture that came to life. One was with deep blue eyes and a bronze

e are the animals? I'm pretty su

t stray down to my nakedness. As if my state didn't bothe

elief was

hes to me. I examine the shirt, debating whether to accept it. I can’t help it, but my eyes wandered to his muscular body, rippling with defined line

s head in the direction of the shirt. My attention snapped back to

s. My nostrils were filled with his musky, warm scent. I don't know, but it was a bit comforting. I was staring at him, he didn’t

n popped in

d me for my name

No

ory flashed b

floating image of myself, a m

was

,” my voice was

ght now. Aside from the sto

t were about to split in half. My knees b

ey

g me in his muscular arms, holding my body before I hit the

r head and bruises on her body. Something hard must have

eraphina that we requi

ks on me or if I just hit my head hard enough to cause hallucinations, but the pa

rong grip on me tells me that I am sa

right, I'v

ing I heard, before

t, I know I won'

ho