The Stranded Dawn – A New Horizon (Continuation)
The wounding reminders puncture my soul like daggers. As if my life had been replaced, the disowning and isolation from my parents felt like annihilation. The tension and rejection build up inside of me, on the verge of eruption. I explode and run, praying for an escape from reality.
My body directs itself until my legs waver with exhaustion, my breath rapidly escaping my chest. I refuse the enervation to control me, adjusting my vision to the unoccupied harbor encompassing my vision. I ascend towards a stranger inclined on a ship, desperate for any source of escape. My wording staggers, fatigued from my run. “Passage, please? For anything.”
“Passage to where exactly?” His cunning smile almost appears as a guise, unable to reach his eyes. His irregular coastal accent attracts my attention, but my mind appears too overwhelmed to acknowledge my instincts. Only a subtle intimation consumes my stomach, sensing a devious and unreliable situation. My desire for escape consumes my naive mind, dominating any wariness I had developed against this individual.
“Anywhere” I reply, anxious to disappear from this situation. Before the stranger forms a response, his attention staggers to a young boy on his ship.
“Hey! Cap, when are you planning to get the show on the road” the boy hollers, impatience ringing through his tone.
“We got ourselves an addition to the crew Alcan.” I recoil as the pressure of the captain’s hand clasps my shoulder, directing me towards the boat.
I compress my body below deck. “New crewmate, how about it?” The brunette boy from earlier prevents my entrance, evaluating me. I avoid his broad figure to approach the sleeping quarters I was instructed to settle. “What’s your story?” The boy persists in his pestering. I counter his irking with a subjective smirk.
“I’m a convicted felon, ran away.” I glance back at him to witness his humor and expression drain from his character, replaced with cold apprehension. Satisfaction reaches my features. My body responds in automata, hypnotizing my body toward the sleeping quarters where I collapse from exhaustion.