ArcelinaCDC

The moon's silvery reflection shimmered on the dark ocean as you stared out over the ship's side, your gaze lost and far away. You wore a simple, cotton shirt and trousers, your feet bare, and your [color] hair was down and still damp from washing. The majority if your weight was supported by the sturdy wood of the ship and you could hear nothing but the roar of your own thoughts. Why didn't you jump? You were free. You could have gone home. Why did you not jump?! Your necklace felt like an iron weight against your chest, the stone fiery hot against your skin, but the steady pulse of its energy only made you more confused. What had stoppe