ZEPH
you have a happy personality with a heavy soul
Fucking boats.
Fucking ghost whales.
Fucking idiot Outlander children tryin'a send you to an early grave.
It's with a weary groan that you settle onto the front porch of your house, leaning over on the railing and running a hand through salt-and-pepper curls. Your legs still feel like limp noodles given sentience and you're pretty sure your stomach is still somewhere out at sea, but Ludo strike you down if you didn't enjoy being out there. With the wheel in your hands and the boat beneath your feet and the rush of adrenaline surging through you as you outraced phantoms of the deep... there's nothing quite like it, and you certainly see why sailors can lock themselves in a floating wooden cage for months at a time.
Still, it's nice to be home.
Fucking ghost whales.
Fucking idiot Outlander children tryin'a send you to an early grave.
It's with a weary groan that you settle onto the front porch of your house, leaning over on the railing and running a hand through salt-and-pepper curls. Your legs still feel like limp noodles given sentience and you're pretty sure your stomach is still somewhere out at sea, but Ludo strike you down if you didn't enjoy being out there. With the wheel in your hands and the boat beneath your feet and the rush of adrenaline surging through you as you outraced phantoms of the deep... there's nothing quite like it, and you certainly see why sailors can lock themselves in a floating wooden cage for months at a time.
Still, it's nice to be home.
sometimes, it gets weird
