Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-11296535-20130727184850/@comment-11457306-20130728192449

Allysa had intended to have the men row her farther out toward the sea, but the wind began to pick up and whip the frigid water up into waves. The sky began to darken. She huddled up in the bottom of the boat, more cold than she'd ever been. It was a feeling she was unaccustomed to. She'd spent too long in the cold water and she had lost blood from the slaughterfish wound.