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[deimos]

His wings ached from sailing above the sea. His mind was twisted with thoughts of deep, murky waters. Sunken beneath the waves, the sounds of canons pinging through his ears. His lungs were filled with water, and the dark deep caused a shock of terror to run through him. Beady eyes widened, and a chirp emitted from him as his wings almost froze up. He coughed, despite having enough air. How long had he been flying? The parakeet wasn't sure. His flying began to falter, the more he thought.

Adrian needed to stop thinking.

It wasn't that much longer before he saw waves crashing against beach. The parakeet didn't hesitate in starting to dip towards the shore, eyes so focused on the target he was going to land on, that he neglected to see any nearby structures- or for that matter, animals. The parakeet landed by smashing his face into the sand, and flipping over onto his back. Adrian groaned, rolling to his side and tucking his wings in close, craning his neck down to avoid looking at the sun, or any light in general.

He missed the deck, where the sun brushed his shoulders and the wind tussled his hair. He missed the freedom of the sea, but the sea scared him so these days. He slowly sat up, ruffling sand from his head using the bend of his wing. His body shook, and a wince was caused from looking up again.

"SPEECH"

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