@thenightmareofyourdrems sent: “ are you okay? “ ~ Olek (bio) for your new verse bc <333 from: 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
Oh, she was not okay. The impetuous waves had turned into an icy hell. An implacably frozen prison, barely moving as the hull tried to force its way through it. She missed the warm seas, she missed the fresh ocean breeze, she missed running bare foot on the deck. But her old ship was far now, which she knew was good considering the circumstances. After all, she was running away from it. Still, she felt claustrophobic out here, in this white immensity of snow and ice. Stuck on a boat that wouldn’t move.
“I’m alright,” she finally lied, giving Olek a sorry excuse for a smile, “but I guess I miss the Sun. And the waves. Real waves ya’ know, not this nightmare of ice.” A long, dramatic sigh left her lips. “How are you faring, Olek?”