backdated vaguely to march 17th-ish <3
waves.
and darkness.
waves and salt crusting over closed eyes.
waves and gullcall, raucous and insistent.
waves and sunlight and birdsong and chani's claws curling into mud.
into mud.
this island was hardly more than a small bit of treeless stone on first glance. what saved it was high promontories with a large number of nesting puffins.
waves and the sound of her breathing, of the pregnant, waterlogged wolf hauling herself one step at a time over the boulders clustering the outskirts of the island.
everything was on fire, and chani needed water quickly.
but she lived.
turtle island was barely visible from the coastline, a disappearing shape too small for notice, shrouded when storms cast out over sea, and connected in no way to the main shore.
chani looked back over her shoulder. only the charcoal churn of the ocean greeted her eyes.
and darkness.
waves and salt crusting over closed eyes.
waves and gullcall, raucous and insistent.
waves and sunlight and birdsong and chani's claws curling into mud.
into mud.
this island was hardly more than a small bit of treeless stone on first glance. what saved it was high promontories with a large number of nesting puffins.
waves and the sound of her breathing, of the pregnant, waterlogged wolf hauling herself one step at a time over the boulders clustering the outskirts of the island.
everything was on fire, and chani needed water quickly.
but she lived.
turtle island was barely visible from the coastline, a disappearing shape too small for notice, shrouded when storms cast out over sea, and connected in no way to the main shore.
chani looked back over her shoulder. only the charcoal churn of the ocean greeted her eyes.
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