Hell Frozen Over
They were going down. It was unbelievable. The best, the most fantastic ship in the world!
But they were together, and that's all that matters when you were about to die. Which they were. They were going to die, but he knew he'd find the window of chance where he would be able to barter his lief for hers, and it would save her. So she could live to tell their tale.
The plunge. The ache of agony as the water striped the life right off you. It seemed to kill you on impact. It was like as if they were in a hell that had frozen over.
She's safe.
I'm gone.
This is PartSeven for a gift I made for D'quer Jyi-Weil in the February to April Gift Exchange on FictionNET (http/ sycotic .org /fnet)
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