01.Apr.21, 01:56 AM
It was storming again, or at least it was in Vondal's dreams. It had been storming off and on for longer than he could remember, though at the same time it seemed as ephemeral and transient as a passing breeze. He was trapped there for an eternity and yet he'd only just gotten there. Sometimes Ketan was there with him, sometimes holding him through the storm, sometimes falling into the ever-present sea.
Occasionally Helyna was there instead, sometimes a soothing anchor, but other times she was the one who was slipping from the mast and Vondal kept trying his best to catch her. Sometimes he saw her slip into the waves below, but sometimes she simply disappeared. Sometimes he fell too.
There was a crack of lightning and thunder so loud that Vondal's head throbbed in agony and he fell from the mast again, tumbling uncontrollably towards the frothing waves. This time though, this time Helyna caught his hands, held on, and suddenly he was pulled free.
He gasped for breath, whimpering as he curled to try to clutch at his head in the infirmary bed, only one of his hands was occupied. Vondal blinked as the dream shifted to the infirmary. Had he been here before? He felt like he had, but he wasn't sure. "Helyna?" His voice croaked, sore and hoarse. He was so tired, but he didn't want to go back to sleep, tried squeezing at his friend's hand to help stay awake.
Occasionally Helyna was there instead, sometimes a soothing anchor, but other times she was the one who was slipping from the mast and Vondal kept trying his best to catch her. Sometimes he saw her slip into the waves below, but sometimes she simply disappeared. Sometimes he fell too.
There was a crack of lightning and thunder so loud that Vondal's head throbbed in agony and he fell from the mast again, tumbling uncontrollably towards the frothing waves. This time though, this time Helyna caught his hands, held on, and suddenly he was pulled free.
He gasped for breath, whimpering as he curled to try to clutch at his head in the infirmary bed, only one of his hands was occupied. Vondal blinked as the dream shifted to the infirmary. Had he been here before? He felt like he had, but he wasn't sure. "Helyna?" His voice croaked, sore and hoarse. He was so tired, but he didn't want to go back to sleep, tried squeezing at his friend's hand to help stay awake.