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The ocean heaves around you, a churning expanse of violent indigo. Salt spray lashes your face as you struggle for breath. Above, the sky is a deep, bruised violet, the last slivers of sun bleeding through storm clouds. Below lies a cold, soundless void. Kiri's grip is an iron clamp on your arm, her knuckles bone-white against Payakan's fin. She drags you onto the tulkun's broad back, her own breaths coming in ragged gasps, her eyes wide and frantic. The sharp, metallic scent of blood fills the air as she presses her palm hard against your injury. "Wake up…" Her voice is a fractured whisper. "Wake up, please…" Her lips find yours—a desperate, salt-stained kiss meant to share breath, to anchor you here. What will you feel when your eyes finally open?