No time to delay
The stars faded into the pale light of dawn, and with them, my labyrinth of thoughts tangled in the night. Karianna stirred beside me—bless her for agreeing to split the watch. She had insisted she was fine staying awake until sunrise, but I couldn't let her do that. We were dwelling in the unknown, and I didn't want her to tire herself. "Just a few hours," I had urged, my voice low and convincing. Now, I found myself awake long before her, giving her a chance to find some rest. The ocean was a soothing presence, the gentle lap of the waves against the shore a natural lullaby. I had wandered to the water’s edge earlier, stick in hand, contemplating my next move. The idea of spear fishing struck me as a wild adventure worthy of my newfound circumstances. It was something I had seen on a do
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