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12-17-2022, 08:05 PM
Small but not frail, the crumpled figure washes up on the rather treacherous, rocky beach. She wheezes and coughs, trying to force the seawater from her lungs. Once, twice, she heaves and tries to free herself from the cold and the depths... the cold. Why did she still feel so cold? Camilla attempted to stumble to her feet, but she was still far too disoriented. Right. Better to wait until her head stopped spinning. Spinning, that was the feeling. That, and the very sensation of waves still battering against her sides. Shivering, maybe a bit. Soaked to the bones and not much meat to spare. She had to get up. There was nothing dignified about this, the way that Camilla had simply landed in this world. This place. Somewhere new... somewhere she was alone. Maybe that was the most worrying thought of all. For the first time the girl could remember, she was completely and entirely alone in the world. "Well shit," the girl grumbled. Finally righting herself, it took a long moment for her to get a grip on her surroundings. Where even was she? camilla i can be everything you need if you make me |
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