Stepping carefully over the cracked and burst wood that had previously been the stairs, Cuthbert teetered and tottered his way to the below decks.
It was still technically below decks, he supposed, though the amount of deck it was below had been drastically reduced. It was far less above water than he remembered it, though. He waded in the direction he thought his quarters had been in. It was hard to judge with so little of the ship left.
M. J. Magee
Don’t call me Ishmael. It would be wildy inaccurate. I’m a web developer writing my first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. Um, probably the first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. When not writing profiles about myself, I read, build websites, watch Netflix, and sleep. Lots.You may also like
