Getting by

By some miraculous stroke of luck, Nami was not in fact dying. Maybe she hadn't been at all - the symptoms had been strange and overwhelming but not necessarily painful, and she wondered if whatever illness she'd been afflicted with had made her not think too clearly. Either way it seemed like her sickness had broken all at once, at the first sign of sunlight creeping over the horizon. Slowly the thoughts began to ease up and the ooze began to slow, and when she woke up today she finally felt like herself again. Finally. It'd been so long since she'd felt even a little normal and feeling like her health was finally back, well, it was a breath of fresh air.

She spent the morning heading south, no longer avoiding the water as she had been. Strangely she'd found herself compelled to swim deeper and deeper and - she shook those dark thoughts from her mind with a flick of her head as she neared the edge of the water. Not the type to dwell much on the past, Nami was determined to do the same now, even if it was quite possibly better to reflect on what all she'd gone through. Now she was simply happy to breathe in the fresh air without coughing, and to feel the first gentle tickle of sunlight on her face as she faced the horizon and let her eyes close, basking in the world that was slowly returning to life once again.