[So there you are, minding your own business, adrift in a skiff for the ??th day in a row. It's peaceful, and the waves gently rock your tiny craft from side to side like a cradle.]
[On the horizon you spot a dark "m" in the sky. It's hard to tell from this distance if it's a pelican, or a sea eagle, or maybe some kind of albatross? The slow and heavy beats of its wings suggest it's something huge.]
[The sun glints off the silhouette's back as it banks in your direction, and the tempo of its wing beats picks up several notches like it's suddenly stomped on the gas.]
[Oh... it's coming straight at you now, isn't it. Oh boy it sure is.]
Night 83, a dream
Date: 2024-06-05 03:08 pm (UTC)[On the horizon you spot a dark "m" in the sky. It's hard to tell from this distance if it's a pelican, or a sea eagle, or maybe some kind of albatross? The slow and heavy beats of its wings suggest it's something huge.]
[The sun glints off the silhouette's back as it banks in your direction, and the tempo of its wing beats picks up several notches like it's suddenly stomped on the gas.]
[Oh... it's coming straight at you now, isn't it. Oh boy it sure is.]