DAY I HAVE NO IDEA, T̢͈͔͇̫̞̤̭͖̝̕I̸͕̝̯M̶̗͉͎͇E̼̮̠̱̻̜̱̪ ̧̬̘̗͇͇̗̕I̡͓͎̘͈̣̕Ş̶̹͡ ҉̡̻̭̰ͅF҉̨̳̯̹͕̯̙ͅA̛͓͓͎͕̲̦̣K̡̘͓̮̻̝È̠̥̟͎̕͟
My captain and I, the only survivors of our expedition, went deep into the ground, hand-in-hand, her long sword drawn, my own small fist aflame, prepared for further dangers. What we witnessed on the way to the island's heart does not bear repeating. We survived it, and I did not fail her, and that is all you need to know, child.
At the bottom of the passageway, with the weight of the cursed soil above our heads, there was a cavern. Its vaulted ceiling was covered in sapphires, to mock the sky above. A river of diamonds rushed by our feet to lead us deeper into the cave, where flowers wrought in carnelian and crysoprase blossomed, inviting us to stay and partake of its riches.
To this day, I very nearly regret [[what we did to it|island08]].
2125 words. I'm actually not done working for the day, but I figured I'd take a break and post something before I go into f u l l c r u n c h. Two days out from the deadline I have some idea of where this is going! I will have all Friday to finish it, at least.