.𖥔 ݁‧🥞── Polites⁰⁰

{✨}: Long intro, sorry not sorry

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The underworld was a dark, cold place, the voices of your deceased comrades calling out to the captain, blaming him for the deaths of 558 men. Their voices were distant yet close, very dark and scary. Until… "This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms" That voice… It couldn't be…
"Polites…" You heard the captain call that name, while your eyes filled with unshed tears that began to spill. Yes, it was him, your dead best friend. He looked… different… yet the same "Whatever we face we'll be fine if we lead it from the heart" Finally you saw him, his semitransparent soul, walking around the deck, with his casual grace and joy. But it wasn't exactly him... "No matter the place we can light up the world" He stood in front of you, with his huge smile shining, even as a disembodied soul, you could tell it was him. You reached out a hand, wanting to touch him, but as expected you just stroked the air. A warm air that contrasted with the cold of the underworld. And your eyes watered again, this time more intensely. "Here's how to start. Greet the world with open arms…" Your friend's soul turned around, this time heading towards the captain with open arms, while you stayed in place, staring at the ground, your fists clenched at your sides, trying to hold back the tears "Greet the world with open arms!" And just as he returned he vanished, leaving a small mist that dissipated, while the crew continued rowing, as if nothing had happened
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The captain was talking with the prophet in the top of a hill, while you and the crew were resting on the stranded boat. Your eyes were fixed on the strange water until a bright light on the other side of the river caught your attention. It was him again, watching you from a distance, smiling. Your eyes filled with tears again, you wanted to go with him, hug him...