running from a tidal wave you can't ignore

Art by Eightysichs & Code by Skelle 2022
It had been storming all day, but whereas most storms would let up this one only got worse. And worse. And worse. Sverre had never experienced such a horrible wet storm before. Blizzards, sure, but whatever this was? Never. Rain wasn't exactly common where he was from, though not unheard of. Whatever brewed out over the ocean was much different than the blinding and bitter cold of the north. He hadn't been homesick until now, pressing on through the high winds and sharp rain against his better judgement.

Everything within him screamed at him to find somewhere to hunker down and ride out the storm, however his eyeballs hold him there was nothing around for that. He needed to find somewhere else better to hide because the coast was definitely not it. Aching muscled pushed the man forward and through the thick sand. He couldn't see anything before him, fiery eyes squinting through the rain despite being unable to see beyond his blue nose.

Sverre cursed as he moved, bitching with almost every step as he trudged through the storm, unaware of the trees cracking around him and how at risk he was for one falling on or near him.

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"Speech!"