#abearofaman

The last thing she could remember was the feeling of falling.

A storm had hit unexpectedly, had thrown the ship back and forth. It was just supposed to be a short trip to Germany to make an already agreed upon trade. An easy voyage. Anna had slipped, lost her footing as she ran for the door to get below deck. She had heard her mother calling, screaming as the redhead clawed at the wood beneath her, trying to catch something, anything, that would stop her sliding.

But there was no luck. Nothing sticking out enough for her to grab. Splinters and nails had cut her skin, torn her dress, but none stopped her from hitting the railing, sliding between the columns. Her arms wrapped around them, held fast, tried desperately not to fall into the water.

“Mama!” she cried, gripping tightly onto the bars. But her mother was gone, dragged under deck screaming for her daughter. She saw men from the crew running towards her... but not fast enough. The ship was teetering too roughly, throwing them back and forth, tiring her out and weakening her grip. They didn’t have the balance to get to her in time. She didn't have the strength to hold on anymore.

And the last thing she remembered… was falling.

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