Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20181014184555/@comment-26380985-20181015060826

I step out of the water quickly with the impression that I would drown. I have nothing but a piece of leather that I use to cover my intimacy. I walk slowly to the beach, feeling as if it were fogged up, I knew I should be sad, even without knowing the reason, I could not really feel anything but an unusual emptiness in my chest. I knew this should startle me, but I could not even do that.

I continue to walk slowly until I reach the beach. Once on solid ground I try to think of the last thing that happened to me, but my effort is fruitless. I can not remember anything except a name: Alek. I do not even know if this name belongs to me, but it will serve me well for now.

I walk in the opposite direction of the sea. As I walk I realize that I have short, thin legs, so I should not be much longer than five feet. My skin is very white, almost gray, I'm so skinny I'm practically just bone. My hair is short and I think it is grayish.

The first thing I see is a trunk, nothing special, just a stick the kind children use to play sword. I get it, strangely it gives me a feeling that I believe to be security, but I do not know for sure. I'll take it with me.

(This is good enough?)