Challenging · Shivers ≥ 6
A frisson lifts the hair on the back of your arm. Wind sweeps the surface of the bay.
Physique
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711 · Voice lines
A frisson lifts the hair on the back of your arm. Wind sweeps the surface of the bay.
There is no recognition. Only the immensity of the sea, and the cold radiating from it.
The cold seeps into you. The air is heavy with 80% humidity.
While a gentle wind sweeps the streets in the rebuilt East, light drizzle washing it clean, lights go up and motor carriages circulate the tracts...
The wind stops, there is silence on the dark water of the Martinaise inlet...
The cold runs down your spine -- she gestures toward the waters.
The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The charge dissipates into the dark water. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
The wind stops, there is silence on the dark water of the Martinaise inlet...