The Mermen Of Jibei
Is passion enough reason to be captured by the sea? She woke to brightness, blood, pain, and thirst. Cold water on her legs. Blazing sun on her back and arms. She was half in, half out of the tiny life raft. She pulled herself further into the raft, panting. It was barely floating, half inflated and drooping by her feet. There was no one around. No water, no food, no land. Only the glittering sea and the lap, lap sound of gentle waves. She touched her sore, itchy scalp. He...