Peisinoe | ˢᵉᵒᶰᵍʲᵒᵒᶰᵍ ᵒˢ ✔

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 - englisch

English isn't my first language. So I hope I translated (with help of a translator and my own skills) everything good enough for you to understand xD If you see any mistakes or wrong used words or phrases please let me know!

🏴‍☠️𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗷𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴 🏴‍☠️

Blinking, he opened his eyes. The bright light hurt his eyes, so he squinted again. He felt soft sand on his fingers. His legs and back ached. His lungs too. His breathing was much slower than usual. He heard the shallow sound of the sea lapping at his toes. He heard birds and the rustling of the wind in the trees.

This was not his ship. It was not his Sunrise. Coughing, he sat up and looked around. Wide beach, endless sea. He must have been stranded. But there was no sign of the ship or its crew members in his field of vision.
Maybe I should keep searching the beach.

The captain slowly stood up and held his rib. A bruise. Slowly he put one foot in front of the other. He felt the fine sand on his bare feet. He walked on, a few hundred meters, but could find nothing.

Had he landed on an island? Or on the mainland?

It began to dawn and, sighing, the captain made his way to a small mountain that he could see from the beach. There he could find some shelter, he hoped. On the way there, he followed the river upwards, which flowed into a lake. He could not easily drink from it. It was connected to the sea.
Once there, he built himself a container for water and set it up, hoping to catch some rain. A small recess in the rock face was ideal as a first shelter. He collected sticks, leaves, stones and edible berries and fruit before dusk completely set in.

He tried a few times to light a fire, which he succeeded in doing after a few times and his body was filled with cozy warmth. He closed his eyes and stuffed some berries into his mouth.

I really must catch fish at dawn the next day and keep looking for people or my crew. Would they still be alive? Were they looking for me? Are they worried?

Hongjoong lay down on the uncomfortable stone floor and closed his eyes, trying in vain to get some sleep. But the sounds of the forest, of nature, would not let him. Again and again there was a cracking sound or an animal cried out. The only soothing thing was the lake next to him. Part of the lake shimmered gently through the small fire. The captain looked at it with longing. The only thing that calmed him. The water. The only constant in his life. With these thoughts, he fell into a restless sleep.

"That's him?"

"Yes," a voice breathed softly in Hongjoong's ear.

"He's quite small for a supposed captain," the other voice noted.

Hongjoong rolled over and blinked a little, mumbled in his sleep and closed his eyes again, unaware of the two people in front of him, who retreated slightly under the cover of darkness.

"I don't think so."

"Seonghwa, you do realize that this is against our rules. He was a victim and you saved him."

"Yeonjun, please don't tell the others until he's gone. I don't want them to punish him. He has nothing to do with this," he pleaded now.

"He certainly did! It was your persuasion to follow him. Not my gentle voice or any of the others."

The captain stirred again and straightened up a little. "H-Hello? Is anyone there?", he asked quietly and the two people disappeared into the depths of the lake. A soft splashing sound persisted, causing the captain to look towards it in confusion. He must have imagined it.