Give No Quarter I
I’ve been sitting on this story for a while but without further ado, this is the first part of my Hobbit/Pirate AU. Please tell me what you think :) It would help me finish what I have so far if I knew it was worthwhile.
Your bones were so cold they felt as if they would shatter. The frigid water soaked through your clothes and flesh as you clung to the splintered slab of wood. Slivers had embedded in your hands as you clawed desperately at the makeshift raft, making your plight even more painful, and your froze fingers could barely cling to the board.
Your teeth chattered in the damp fog as you floated among the wreckage of your former ship. The sky was a full gray and growing darker by the moment as your body grew closer to hypothermia. You knew you were going to freeze to death among the depths and yet what else could you do as you drifted along?