Wheeling Gull Isle suffering

Feel free to PP Brisbane dragging her up the beach! Or whatever you wanna do. Leave her to drown if you want, lmao!

’Hey… hey, hey…’ The word echoed around in her ears as she tried to figure out what was going on. ’… need to get up… up, up… drown… drown, drown… high tide…’ 

She opened her eyes, groaning, and saw a dark shape looming above her face. She was so weak she could not even gasp in fear. Her eyes drooped as soon as she opened them. This wasn’t just from the wound(s). Only the gods knew how long it had been since she’d had anything to eat or drink. She tried to make some kind of noise but all that came out was an incoherent croak. She tried again. “Can’t…” She had expended all possible energy just to get over to the water. She was essentially dead weight at this point, barely able to lift her head, even. She let it (her head) fall back down to the sand with a thump. She was so tired, she didn’t care if she drowned. At least then she’d be out of pain and able to sleep forever…