♈ for a dream my muse had about yours, ✺ for our muses being snowed in together
♈ for a dream my muse had about yours
"Grab that line over there!" He yells over the noise of the ocean and the wind. Water is flying everywhere and she can't see even a quarter mile around the ship. It's not a good.
But she grabs the line and secures it, not really sure where it even goes. But it doesn't matter. She walks across the deck to him and touches his shoulder. "How far from land are we?"
"Too far," He says, shaking his head, water dripping from his chin rapidly. "We're gonna have to ride this out as far as we can."
She nods, reaching to cover his hand on the old-fashioned wooden wheel, smiling gently. "Well, we'll get thru this."
He smiles in response and points to the wood surrounding them. "Now get swabbing, we've got a long way to go and this deck needs to shine!"
✺ for our muses being snowed in together
"There's not getting out of here today," She says defeatedly, shaking her head as she closes the door behind her and starts peeling off her wet over-clothes.
She's just spent the better part of an hour trying to dig the rental out of the snow and it's not happening. It's coming down too fast, it's too cold outside and the wind is blowing too hard. Any longer out there and frost bite probably would start to set in.
So she moves into the little kitchen area and starts to heat up soup and make tea. The name of the game is gonna have to be keeping warm for now. They can worry about the rest when the storm dies down.
"Why don't you get that fire a little bigger? I'll get lunch ready."