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Dreams
By: Nyah691 Date: July 30, 2015, 7:26 am
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: The wind gusted through the leaves of the trees and
stirred her golden hair as she ambled gingerly up up, up the
aged stone , The Place she called The Look out, the rocks were
worn and cracked. From her vantage
point upon the fair hill, She could see the Olni meet The Vosk
far below and within the midst of White Water its waters
shining in the sunlight and the endless mighty roar of the Falls
was a pleasant sound to her ears.
a tall and leggy woman clad in clinging dark-brown leather a
tunic with a leather vest, came to the summit . It was a broad,
flat-topped place, paved with great flag stones, and was
surrounded with a gradually declining battlement in the midst of
which upon a quad of four pillars, was a lofty seat, reached by
a stair of many steps.
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: She stood and Looked Over Life and what it had
offered her in Past times a smile etched her Lips slowly as her
hand Moved to Hold back the Strands That danced in that very
wind....that Made her body sway...with each gust....
She had spent The Morning Making her way to this point so she
could study the waters and pick the Place to cross... she
enjoyed the Distance from the Cities....the solitude and the
Lift that gave to her soul...fingers brushed through her hair..
tugging it back and Then to one side so she could control and
stop it from Blocking her view
... Love Feast in White Water - August 8th - 15th ...
(23:47:51 ) .|. His Sexy Biscuit .|.
Tiberius' Appie
-Restricted-
| White Water |
[ Vosk Docks - South ]
-- On the docks of White Water working, unloading or loading a
cargo vessel. People arriving and departing White Water --
says to ALL: -I continued to practice, each knot becoming
smoother and easier. I remembered that the First Mate said it
was mastered when I could do it with my eyes closed, and it
would be as smooth as with them open. I focused on the rope, and
tried to make it perfectly smooth. I was focused on how the rope
felt in my fingers, trying to make sure that I could remember
how it felt, so that without sight, I'd be able to tie it. My
fingers follow over the rope, memorizing the knot, and then
undoing it with my eyes closed. I hummed to myself, as I was
able to get it mostly undone. I decided to try again, this time
with my eyes closed. The motions working pretty well until I
tied my own finger into the knot, and yelped before opening
them, and undoing the knot. I sucked on my finger and muttered,
wondering how I messed that one up-
(23:51:35 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: as Quickly as she had made way to the cliffs she
made her way down... thoughts on so many Things.....
Finally I was standing on the eastern bank of the rushing river,
where the water churned and boiled, falling over a series of
small cataracts. Just upstream, the water poured over ledges on
both
river left and river right, forming a wide hole across the
entire middle channel, where the water was driven down and then
curled up upon itself. Right below the ledges, a pillow rock –
the circular movement of water causing the small whirlpool of
water It would have been barely visible from the upstream side -
sat directly in the center of the clearest downstream V. There
were two small eddies on either side of the river, below the
ledges; and two more
below the next drop - the water dropped a good five or six feet
over an
underwater ledge on river right, and protruding rocks guarded
river left - the
rushing water flowed in a torrent down the center. Even in the
eddies, the
water was deep; I could see a high, sheer rock face that rose on
the opposite side of the river by the eddy just below the drop.
Below the
second set of ledges, the water split, divided into a couple of
primary
channels by rocks in the center. To river right, the water
plunged through a
narrow ledge that was barely four feet wide, into a deep and
undoubtedly deadly
hole.
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: The river was extremely rocky - and the water
levels were high, a combination that meant crossing anywhere
that I had seen so far was somewhat out of the question. The
river also appeared to split into two channels, and the far
channel was not visible from this side of the river - if the
near channel was anything to go by, it was far too treacherous
to attempt a crossing. I was a bit further north than I had been
the last time I had crossed - but I really didn't want to have
to walk two or three Hours journey south in order to cross the
river. And her attempt at finding a suitable location had not
really been all that successful,objectively speaking, so
repeating it wasn't exactly on her plan. About a third of a
league further up the river, however, I found a place that
might, possibly, work. Here, the river was wide and shallow -
the current still fast, yes, but the water - at least from what
I could see - was rarely deeper than about knee-height, and
rippled more softly over the loose stones on
the river bottom. There were no major rocks in sight to create
obstacles, no strainers, no holes, no rushing rapids - with a
current yes, but certainly (in My estimation) a place that would
be possible to cross.
(00:08:23 ) .|. His Sexy Biscuit .|.
Tiberius' Appie
-Restricted-
| White Water |
: Magically Poofs...
(00:08:36 ) .|. His Sexy Biscuit .|.
Tiberius' Appie
-Restricted-
| White Water |
[ Vosk Docks - South ]
-- On the docks of White Water working, unloading or loading a
cargo vessel. People arriving and departing White Water --
says to ALL: -I laughed as I had wrapped the rope around my
finger, rather than the guiding rope. I began again, my eyes
closed, as I took a little more time, this time I was able to
complete the knot without tying my finger into it. I did a
little victory shake, before opening my eyes to see if it is
smooth. I muttered that it wasn't as smooth as I wanted, and
stretched a bit, before slipping up, and undoing the rope for
the last time of the night. I moved off to go slide the rope
into it's place, and relax for the evening-
(00:08:41 ) .|. His Sexy Biscuit .|.
Tiberius' Appie
-Restricted-
| White Water |
: Magically Poofs...
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: I turned around, and after adjusting my pack to
make quite sure that it was fastened securely,looked around
beneath the trees for a fallen stick that would serve me
purpose. A thick, wooden staff would be a third point of balance
if I encountered any particularly slippery rocks. I took off my
boots and attached them securely to my pack, then rolled up My
pants until they were several inches above my knees and I was
standing barefoot on the shore.
There was absolutely no point in getting my boots - or clothes -
unnecessarily wet .Once ready, I gave the river another
appraising survey. Technically, technically, technically,
fording upstream of rapids was not the ideal proposition.
However, I had already scouted downstream and gotten essentially
nowhere - and I was not willing to walk leagues out of my way
simply to find a better crossing. This looked safe enough - and
I was perhaps a couple of kilometres above the start of the
major rapids any ways, so I shouldn't be in too much danger. She
smiled wryly, remembering the first time she had tried crossing
a river, years before. I had ended up tripping, falling, and
getting quite soaked, though I had been able to regain my feet
quickly - and once on the other side, had quickly made a fire -
and had suffered no more than a brief douse in cold water for my
trouble. This time I intended to ensure that I made a nice,
uncomplicated, uneventful, crossing. I stooped and picked up a
rock in my left hand, holding my makeshift staff in my right. It
was wide enough that I couldn't see quite all the way to the
other side of the river, and the water was definitely not all
that clear - but if I was uncertain about water ahead of me, I
could lob the rock into the current and watch what happened. I
stepped into the water and could feel the current almost
immediately; even though the water was shallow, it was still
quite fast. Leaning into the current, I stepped sideways -
crossing at a slight angle, and moving slightly downstream as
Iwaded out, but facing upstream. The rocks were slippery
underfoot, and i moved carefully, not wanting to twist an ankle,
or fall, or anything like that. The water gradually deepened,
coming up to just below my knees, and it became slightly more
difficult to keep my balance, but I managed well enough.
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL:
I was more than halfway across - perhaps three-quarters of the
way to the other side, it was difficult to tell when the river
was so wide - when the water began to deepen again, quite
suddenly. I stopped, gripping my staff and proceeding more
cautiously as the water mounted above my knees, and continued
deepening. The current was stronger than I would have liked; I
would certainly have some difficulty regaining my feet if I fell
now. I looked back from whence I had come for an instant, then
looked across the river. I was not, really, all that far from
the bank now; it would be silly to turn around, and it wasn't as
though I had found anywhere better to cross.
The Blonde haired Woman continued walking, looking ahead at the
bank that was quite clearly only a short distance away. What she
was not doing for those crucial several seconds was watching her
footing - and promptly stepped off a small ledge directly into
the main, deeper, channel - the depth of which had not been
visible from the far side, where she had started. Her feet were
immediately swept out from under her by the force of the current
and the weight of her pack pulled her down under the water for
an instant, before she emerged, coughing and spluttering. Her
staff had dropped from her hand, as she needed both arms to
swim.
I was a strong swimmer, under all ordinary circumstances, but
the current was quite powerful and I was still encumbered by my
pack. The water was carrying me downstream at a slightly
alarming speed, but I struck out quite diligently for the bank,
still not willing to rid my pack unless it became truly
necessary. I did know how to swim in swift water, though quite
obviously I had not planned on doing so today, I thought wryly .
I headed towards the bank at an angle, using the current to my
advantage instead of fighting it. The water was chilly but not
freezing; - but still, I did not want to remain in the cold
water any longer than necessary. Getting to the bank quickly
would be important.
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Re: Dreams
By: Nyah691 Date: July 30, 2015, 7:27 am
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: And then the river turned a corner, and a sound
almost like thunder came to my ears. I looked downstream, eyes
widening. Although I had known there were rapids below My chosen
crossing- I had scouted for quite some distance, after all - I
had not remembered them being quite so close. Or perhaps it was
simply that the water was carrying me faster than I would have
anticipated. I redoubled my attempts to reach the bank - a
series of quick, decisive strokes carrying me to within a few
yards of the side, where I attempted to stand. The current,
however, was still much too powerful to allow to stand in
chest-deep water, and I was immediately knocked off my feet
again, carried by the rushing water further down the channel,
and suddenly slammed into the side of a rock wall that rose up
from the bank and stretched out into the water. Gasping for
breath,My head ringing from the impact. One of the straps on The
pack had snagged briefly on the rock, and I had to duck out of
it, kicking backwards as I did so in the attempt to slow myself
down and give myself more time. Light my pack might be, but I
was not about to try to swim whitewater with it ... I still had
the most basic of survival gear in a small pouch attached
securely inside my shirt; and in all probability the current
would carry my pack downstream and hopefully would be able to
retrieve it after I got out of the water.
The water swept me along the rock wall - too sheer and high for
me to attempt to climb up on it, or I would have tried - and
back into the centre of the current. Gawd I had not scouted this
side of the river, I had not been able to; I knew it split at
least once, but I had been on the other side at that point and
had been unable to see. I expected that there would be an eddy
behind the rock wall, and was prepared to head for it - and then
the river carried Me over a wide ledge, and thoughts of finding
that eddy were banished from My mind as the water pushed Me down
to the bottom.
(03:20:37 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL:
The hole, fortunately, was not a particularly dangerous one, and
I was able to kick My way back up to the surface despite the
recirculating water that tried to push me back under. I had no
time to reorient myself, once I re-emerged, however - the river
was a minefield of rocks and even as My head broke water, the
current was carrying Me sideways - further out into the middle
of the stream. I quickly changed positions, slipping from a more
active swimming position on my front, to an almost semi-seated
position on My back, so that my legs were out in front of Me. It
had been a very long time indeed since I had done much in the
way of whitewater ...but I did remember being taught how to swim
through rapids. Granted, I would be much happier if I knew
*what* exactly lay ahead of me ... but at least I could take
some measures to keep myself safe. The position I was in now was
designed to protect one's torso, spine, and head, allowing one
to use the legs to fend off rocks. I also would be able to
easily swim backwards - not that I would be able to fight the
current entirely, but it would have the effect of slowing myself
down and giving me more time to plan how to get around any
obstacles the river might throw at me. Or at least that was the
theory. In practice, the next minutes became a bit of a confused
blur, not enough time to plan, not enough time to reason, only
time to react, and that instinctually and often too late. I had
barely reoriented herself when I was carried straight into a
couple of rocks. The impact, though softened by the bend in My
knees, was still jarring. But I had no time to even think about
it, for the current carried me on, over another ledge - I could
feel the jagged rocks scraping my back - and down - and over
another ledge - and down, into a rushing channel that plunged
between two rock faces. My concern deepened. As far as rapids
went, these had been fairly manageable so far - but the river
had now split, and this - the right branch - apparently ran
through a canyon, sheer rock walls rising higher and higher on
either side as the water carried me downstream. There wouldn't
be an easy way out, even if I could find an eddy - the only way
out of the rapids now was through them.
(03:32:54 )|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: Not that there seemed to be a lot of eddies to find
- as the water poured through the gorge, the character of the
rapids had changed. Where initially there had been rocks and
rocks and yet more rocks to dodge, now they were few and far
between. But as the water funnelled through the narrow,
narrowing passage, the volume of water hurtling through such a
small space created huge standing waves. Ahead, on the right
side of the channel, I could see that some of the rocks were
undercut, and so I tried to stay to river left, not wanting to
run any risk of being trapped under a ledge. The water tossed me
up and down as I swam through the huge haystacks of water, that
sent foam and spray flying wildly. Timing my breathing carefully
so that i wouldn't run out of air when the waves dunked me
under, I suppressed the urge to scream in excitement. I had swum
- and paddled - in such waves before, and they always had the
same effect on Me. This sort of standing waves were not all that
dangerous, not really, if I kept my head about me, and they
could be quite a lot of fun ... Then, above the tossing swells,
I noticed a large rock, rising perhaps up to six feet out of the
water, and almost twice as wide, below me. It was not the rock
itself that worried me; it was the place where water should have
been under its right side. The waves dunked me again and I lost
sight of it for a moment, then caught another glimpse when I was
thrown upwards by another haystack. Most of the water flowed
around the rock to the right, plunging down what might have been
a hidden ledge - I couldn't see well enough. What I did see
looked like a huge - and with this volume of water, at this
speed, a very nasty - hole just to the right of the rock. And I
was being swept straight towards it.
I tried to change course - slipping into a strong backstroke to
slow myself down, simultaneously trying to guide Myself over
further to river right so that I would miss the rock entirely.
But no I was already too far over on river left - and the speed
and energy of the water was great enough that even though I was
a strong swimmer, I could not fight the current. I managed to
gulp a single breath of air, just before I was swept down and
under. Instead of carrying me to the right of the rock, as I had
feared, the current pulled me straight down, and down, and ever
further forwards, until my legs met something hard - the rough
side of the rock. I tried to swim up to the surface - and My
hands met more rock. By now my lungs were begging for air.
Disoriented, I glanced up
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|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: What had seemed like a hole from above was merely
part of the problem. The rock was dangerously uncut, and I had
been swept into a large room under it - a large suction hole,
where the force of the water pressed against the rock, trapping
me. I tried to work my way out to the side, pushing off the side
of the rock, but the current pushed me back down. Though I tried
to control my racing heartbeat, Iwas beginning to panic. I
couldn't breathe, the current was pressing me against the side
of the rock, holding me down. Straight up offered no refuge -
the roof of the room must have been a couple meters under the
surface. I pushed hard off the side again, trying to make it to
the edge of the undercut so I could swim up to the surface but
despite my best efforts, I was forced back, the current slamming
me back hard against the jagged rock. I barely caught myself
from crying out in pain, knowing that that would only send water
pouring into my lungs.
Black spots began to dot the edges of my vision. The pressure on
my lungs was immense. I was desperate for air, still forcing
myself not to try to breathe, but my body would not listen.
Barely able to think, I tried a different angle, trying to work
my way around the room over to the right. There *had* to be a
way out, I just had to find it. I pushed off the rock, kicked,
pulled my way upwards - I thought I might make it. Then the
inexorable current took over and forced me back. When I hit the
rock, I could not stop myself from gasping, my need for air
overruling any voluntary attempts I might have made to hold my
breath for longer. There was no air to be found, pinned as I was
under the rock. Water rushed into my lungs, as I choked and
gagged - and all that did was let more water into my mouth. As
my heart pounded uncontrollably in my chest, the thought crossed
My mind that I would die here. That there was no way out,
nothing I could do. My lungs burned. The black spots in my
vision were multiplying. Water was slipping down my throat,
filling my lungs. Blindly, with a vehemence borne out of
desperation and panic, I pushed off the side again, and with the
last of my strength forged out towards the edge of the undercut
and my elusive freedom. For a horrible, desperate moment, I
thought I would be forced back under. Then My head cleared the
edge of the rock and I shot to the surface. I coughed, choked,
retched, nearly passed out. How I managed to keep myself afloat
in the next several minutes, as my lungs spasm, expelling water
and gulping air, I never knew.
(07:10:31 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL:
The current was still sweeping me onward, through the gorge, but
my vision was still hazy, my head pounding, my muscles burning
from lack of oxygen. I could not see what was coming up, could
not have seen if I had tried. The standing waves continually
dunked Me under, and I alternately choked on water and gasped
for breath.
The next several moments, as I teetered on the brink of
consciousness, I could never remember with any clarity. I was
swept through the waves, through more waves, over another ledge
- the next thing I recalled was a sharp, sudden pain in My chest
that left me fighting for breath again as the current smashed me
into a rock in the middle of the stream, drawing a soft cry from
My lips. I thought I might have felt a crack, but couldn't hear
anything at all over the roaring of the water. Breathing -
difficult enough before - now became intensely painful. I tried
to get back into the proper swimming position so that I would be
able to fend off rocks, but barely had the strength to move my
legs. She was being tossed about by the rapids, as though she
were a rag doll, tumbling about on the waves, unable to defend
myself, unable to do much more than get my head up long enough
to gulp air every few seconds. The river slammed me against
another rock, my head and shoulders taking the brunt of the
impact. Stars flashed before my eyes; for a moment I was
disoriented enough that I could not have said which way was up,
not even where I was. I almost blacked out. Then I was tumbling
over a shallow underwater ledge that stretched across most of
the river, the rocks bruising My back and sides and making my
injured ribs protest violently. I was pummelled by the waves,
swept downstream, helpless
(07:14:12 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: And then, in the haze that was my uncertain vision,
I spotted the strainer. A huge pine tree, an ancient giant, had
fallen down across the entire canyon, its branches blocking the
watercourse. I suddenly found that I had enough energy left to
panic. It was seemingly impassable. I tried to backpaddle for a
moment - but that was completely ineffective. A stroke that
might once have bought me some time was completely useless when
I was this tired. Weakened, battered, exhausted, I was swept
towards the strainer. A memory flashed into my mind, of a Jamee
, trying to explain to me how to avoid strainers, or what to do
about them if you couldn't go around. Jamee would have managed
this sort of rapid in a boat with no problems, I thought
randomly. She was always good at inventing unique ways to get
through things, ways no one else would have thought of. Finding
eddies where there apparently weren't any and that sort of
thing. But I couldn't remember what she had said about
strainers. As I was swept closer, I had frozen, my eyes locked
on the obstacle. I couldn't get around it. Almost at the last
moment, I rolled on to my front and began to swim - forward,
towards the tree. If I had enough momentum, then maybe, just
maybe, I could climb up onto the trunk, above the water. I
didn't know where the idea had come from, had no idea if it
could even work. But the thought of the water pushing me down,
trapping me underneath the branches was enough to recall
all-too-recent memories, sending my entire body into panic mode.
In my mind, I was under the rock again, lungs filling with
water, about to pass out, desperate and drowning.
I was swept into the strainer. Just before I reached it, I tried
to propel Myself upwards - caught hold of one of the branches
that was out of the water and tried to pull myself up. But I had
no upper arm strength left, I did not have enough momentum - and
fighting the current was like trying to stop an avalanche. I was
swept under the trunk, and pinned against the branches
underwater. I tried to squirm through them, to no avail. I tried
to break them, to force a way through - to no avail. I was once
again running out of air, and I did not have the control left to
hold my breath for long. I tried to swim backwards, up to the
surface long enough to breathe - and the current was too
powerful. Then, as I thrashed about, a branch that I hadn't seen
slammed intomyer battered ribs. A wave of raw, searing agony
burned through my chest, almost obliterating all thought. Tears
pricked at the corners of my eyelids. For a moment I wished for
unconsciousness. At least that would spare My the pain; spare me
the agony; spare me the panicked, frantic waiting as my lungs
ran out of air and I waited for death
(07:19:37 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Olni River - West ]
-- On the Olni traveling, fishing or walking along the river
where it meets the Vosk --
says to ALL: Then, by the grace of Odin or someone, the branch
broke, and I was swept through, back into the rushing current.
Disoriented and confused, choking on water, I barely noticed
that the river was widening, that the canyon walls were lower,
and yet lower, and finally had disappeared entirely. I passed a
small rock outcropping on river right, and tried to swim towards
it.I could barely think. There was only one thought on my mind:
there had to be an eddy behind it, there had to be. There was, a
small deep pool behind the rock, where the current flowed more
gently, in a wide circle back upstream. I forged towards the
eddy line - I should not have made it. There was a series of
ledges and holes immediately downstream - had I known it, the
very ones that I had scouted earlier that morning - and the main
current swept out into the centre. But I did - I broke the eddy
line panting and gasping, My chest protesting vigorously the
sudden, violent movements as I swam into it. I reached the bank,
crawled out on hands and knees, still coughing water, retching.
I could not stand. My clothes were torn, bloodstained.
Adrenaline began to wear off, and I began to shake
uncontrollably. I could feel the bruises on my back, on my legs,
on My arms; the scratches across my back and legs; the pounding
of my head; the grinding and the stabbing pain in my ribs every
time I coughed. I collapsed sideways to the ground, My head
spinning - and slid in to merciful, blissful darkness.
Then, by the grace of Odin or someone, the branch broke, and I
was swept through, back into the rushing current. Disoriented
and confused, choking on water, I barely noticed that the river
was widening, that the canyon walls were lower, and yet lower,
and finally had disappeared entirely. I passed a small rock
outcropping on river right, and tried to swim towards it.I could
barely think. There was only one thought on my mind: there had
to be an eddy behind it, there had to be. There was, a small
deep pool behind the rock, where the current flowed more gently,
in a wide circle back upstream. I forged towards the eddy line -
I should not have made it. There was a series of ledges and
holes immediately downstream - had I known it, the very ones
that I had scouted earlier that morning - and the main current
swept out into the center. But I did - I broke the eddy line
panting and gasping, My chest protesting vigorously the sudden,
violent movements as I swam into it. I reached the bank, crawled
out on hands and knees, still coughing water, retching. I could
not stand. My clothes were torn, bloodstained. Adrenaline began
to wear off, and I began to shake uncontrollably. I could feel
the bruises on my back, on my legs, on My arms; the scratches
across my back and legs; the pounding of my head; the grinding
and the stabbing pain in my ribs every time I coughed. I
collapsed sideways to the ground, My head spinning - and slid in
to merciful, blissful darkness.
(07:20:54 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
|- WhiteWater-|
[ Vosk Docks - South ]
-- On the docks of White Water working, unloading or loading a
cargo vessel. People arriving and departing White Water --
says to ALL: I sat up Quickly Gasping for Breath.. My hands
searching The ground on which I lay....as My hands passed Over
The furs I began to cough spluttering and tugging at My
throat.... My Body didnt hurt My Lungs when I took in The
deepest of breaths didnt sting and I turned to look see where I
was.. was then I looked from My Right to left and took In The
sights of My Cabin... I could feel The sweat dripping over My
fase... as I lent Back to lie again....wondering what that dream
Resembed...what the hell had happened and why I would have such
a dream...My fingers Moved to My eyes gripping at My temples as
I realised it had been a dream...one that scared the hell out of
Me..I wanted to scream I wanted to walk...But for Now I lay and
Looked out over The stars [/center]shining [/center]
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