Prompt: 192, Reoccuring Dream

[red_eyed_sin]

Nathaniel Essex is twenty-seven years old, and he is leaning over the railings of the HMS Gallant, heaving up his dinner into the dark swirl of the ocean below him. His hands grasp at roughened, weathered wood, and he is cursing his father for this commission, for his insistence Nathaniel behave as benefits a man and not dash off to Oxford.

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[summers_grey]

Oh I love this MADLY. Oh yes. :dances: