MAEA
Somewhere behind her, the water shifted to accommodate an added mass. Never had she been so tempted to give up and turn back, to flee into Liam's arms and let herself be comforted. The memories awakened by these surroundings were painful and frightening, and she wasn't at all sure that she would get through it. It was just... if she did turn back, Liam would probably accept it as easily as he had accepted her request. And despite the temptation he provided, something about seeking sympathy without at least doing her best first didn't sit right with her. So she moved forward. As she reached her arms out to fumble for the opening, the rock felt slimy with algae and bacteria. Rough, then slick, then nothing. The tunnel - and there was nothing to do but pull herself inside.
Darkness swallowed her whole. It was not the first time she had been swallowed up. Cold constricted her chest and made it harder to hold her breath, to keep the precious lungful of air sealed behind tightly closed lips. Sealed shut like the maw of a ghost whale who just caught prey drifting hapless on ocean currents, too headstrong and too naive to listen when told to stay on the ship. Cold fingertips snagged on the rock as Maea hauled herself along, kicking her feet to propel herself onward. A scream was building in the back of her throat, held back only by the lack of air. When she tried to hurry, her movements grew clumsy and she scraped herself on barnacles and volcanic stone, hit her knee...
The light from the cavern behind them faded. Blackness was absolute. And suddenly her hands met with rock instead of empty air. An obstacle was in the way; Maea's heart slammed against her ribcage as she fumbled across the surface, trying to find a way past. Just like they had slid over the ribs of the ghost whale as she fought to get out, while the beast thrashed - to kill her, to fend off the fighters attacking it from above.
Darkness swallowed her whole. It was not the first time she had been swallowed up. Cold constricted her chest and made it harder to hold her breath, to keep the precious lungful of air sealed behind tightly closed lips. Sealed shut like the maw of a ghost whale who just caught prey drifting hapless on ocean currents, too headstrong and too naive to listen when told to stay on the ship. Cold fingertips snagged on the rock as Maea hauled herself along, kicking her feet to propel herself onward. A scream was building in the back of her throat, held back only by the lack of air. When she tried to hurry, her movements grew clumsy and she scraped herself on barnacles and volcanic stone, hit her knee...
The light from the cavern behind them faded. Blackness was absolute. And suddenly her hands met with rock instead of empty air. An obstacle was in the way; Maea's heart slammed against her ribcage as she fumbled across the surface, trying to find a way past. Just like they had slid over the ribs of the ghost whale as she fought to get out, while the beast thrashed - to kill her, to fend off the fighters attacking it from above.
Bleeding out for you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
