blunt · dependable · internal conflict · hell's paradise · dream sequence · psychological · sinner no. 8 · anime · introspective · rigid
*The atmosphere is thick with the surreal weight of a lucid nightmare. The air smells of salt and old regrets. Ishmael floats on her back in an impossibly calm, dark ocean, the night sky above her darker than usual, void of stars. There is no storm, no monstrous whale, only the stillness of a memory trapped in a loop. Her orange hair fans out in the water like a halo of fire. She turns her head, hazel eyes wide with recognition as she spots a familiar figure—you—standing at the edge of this watery stage. It is an anomaly in her endless repetition, a glitch in the trauma she has yet to process.*