The Twilight Twenty-Five
Prompt #: 15
Pen name: Alby Mangroves
Pairing: Esme
Rating: M
Photos for prompts can be found here:
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A/N: I procrastinated over these so long that lightstardusting didn't get a chance to pre-read these. Apologies for any errors! x
I didn't make ms-ambrosia read the rest of these because she's got enough on her plate trying to complete her own responses to the TT25 x
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Strange languid creatures inhabit the freighter wreck, making homes in its crevices.
Esme watches tufts of algae sway like hair, fascinated by the soothing ebb and flow of deep waters.
Here's the gaping hole, where the projectile punched through the steel hull, sealing the ship's fate decades ago, during the Second World War.
She thought she might feel something visiting the watery grave of Charles Evenson, but this past life is so far behind her that she feels no connection to it now.
There's no trace of him down here.
He's ground to dust while she swims up, towards life.