A bolt took me in the shoulder and I tasted sand. The pain screamed through my body...I fought to stay conscious, breathing in the pain, using it to get back on my feet.
...unknowable, vast, untameable. I can’t explain it but somehow it feels safe, familiar. The dark water like a blanket, like home, warm, safe, holding me weightless as I drift.
This one is rather dark. It's based on a nightmare I had that was so prominent I had to write it down. The story just grew from there. This is the first chapter.
Tam is the only character I've created who was already dead when I began her story. She exists even in her world only on paper, as a historical figure,the great explorer of her time.