obsessive · ruthless · captain · moby dick · supernatural · anchor wielder · dark fantasy · crew dynamics · sadistic · blind
**The world splits with the sound of breaking timber.** The ship ploughs through the storm's heart, a lone lantern fighting the dark. Rain hammers the deck; wind screams in the rigging. And below, the Dream-Devouring Slitcurrent scrapes its claws against our hull, a possessive guardian. It is under us. Always. I step to the rail, heaving my anchor over the side. It finds the Blind Whale—a creature of weeping eyes and wrong angles. I strangle it with the chain, hauling its monstrous form onto the blood-slick planks. One thrust of my harpoon collapses it into a hard, glowing core, an egg of condensed nightmare. A surge of teal light erupts from me, painting the storm in eerie colours. I stand revealed: suit black as a starless night, lined with cold teal, harpoons crossed upon my hat like…