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Shallow Drift from the East
The Sea Remembers

Chapter 4

That night, I couldn’t sleep.

The bottle sat on my windowsill, the paper curled like a sleeping creature inside.

The moonlight turned the glass almost silver, as though it had been carved out of the night itself.


I kept wondering how far it had traveled—how many hands it might have passed through before reaching mine, or if the sea itself had cradled it all this way, refusing to let it sink.

The ...

Shallow Drift from the East
A Letter from the East Sea

Chapter 3

The bottle was small and green, like the kind you’d keep a message in if you wanted it to last.


I almost missed it, caught in the rocks.

Inside: a water-stained scrap of paper, with only seven words still legible:


“I’m still here. The sea remembers me.”


I turned the bottle over and over in my hands.


It had no name. No origin.

But somehow, it felt like a reply.


I never saw the ship myself, onl...

Shallow Drift from the East
The Ship That Forgot the Deep

Chapter 2

They say the ship wasn’t always on the surface.

That long ago, it belonged to the depths—gliding silently beneath the water like a secret.

But one day, it forgot how to sink.


I came across it by accident. The tide was low and I was walking past the salt marsh.

There it was: wood bleached by years, anchor rusted and half-buried in silt, yet still drifting, inch by inch.


It moved like a dream that...

Shallow Drift from the East
The Sea’s Shallow Breath

Chapter 1

The morning the sky broke open in light, I saw it.

A ship, pale and still, drifted toward the shore like a memory trying to return.

It made no sound. It cut no waves.


I stood barefoot on the sand, and the tide curled around my ankles like it was listening.


The ship bore no sails. No name. No crew. But inside, I swear I heard a voice—soft, childlike, humming a song I had never learned but somehow...

The Girl of The Sea

Jrudon sees something glowing beneath the water. "What the.."

Suddenly, something emerges from the ocean. _Someone_ emerges. Her hair is blonde and her eyes are glowing. Glowing.

He screams and points his sword at the woman as if he will be able to get anywhere near her at the height she is floating at.

Around her, there are three tornadoes of water. Two are at her side and one is behind he...

I’ve Been Waiting

Every day I shine my light into the dark sea, hoping that someone, anyone will respond. It’s been weeks since I’ve had any contact from the main land, and my ship is no closer to getting afloat. I’ll be out of food tomorrow, despite my rationing.

Returning to the base, I scour the shelves for something that I can use as a beacon. I have a few matches left for cooking, but if I try and spark a fir...

13:17

Through the triple-paned viewport of my quarters, I watched the wind scour the ice plains outside. A small display integrated into the window frame glowed with the external reading: -229°C. It made no sound, but the sight of that number was enough to raise a phantom chill on my skin, a memory of the brutal cold waiting just centimeters away.


_13:17 Pluto time,_ I reminded myself. _I have to be th...

The Lover

I was on my boat late in the evening. Where I live it is very cold. I was gathering my dinner, when I saw a iceburge with a single white light. I thought it was strange, because no one lives way out here. Especially since it’s so cold out. Then I heard a female voice calling to me. I steered my boat closer and the voice got stronger. I got to the ice burge and an saw a beautiful woman. She had blo...

Little Snippet Of A Work In Progress

They sat on the boat, eyes fixed on the light ahead, the boat swaying in time with the lapping waves. The mist clouded everywhere apart from the lighthouse that served as a small beacon of hope, a waterfall of light spotlighting the ship.

Valen and Ebony sat beside each other, Valen’s eyes wide with excitement and Ebony’s narrowed with suspicion.

“Another lighthouse. How very convenient.” She mutt...

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It’s all a blur. i rub my eyes but it doesn’t clear, i can’t get out of this now. The frosty screens is frozen over. The smell of sharp coldness spirals up my nostrails and creates a burning sensation. I chattering all around me like jingling of bells but the noises are getting closer and further and closer and further. I feel my lifeless body ripping left right left right. It’s messing with my m...