Nate Notorious is one of our young, early members who is back after a long hiatus.  He began his return with this writing prompt response!

I watched as we drifted closer, We were on a boat drifting with no way to steer , drifting directly into a storm. This storm was no ordinary storm. This was a powerful thunderstorm, the most threatening storm I have ever seen. In fact the reason we lost our ores was running from what seemed to belightning chasing us. Desperately hoping to see another boat. A rescue. A retched feeling in our guts, the feeling of hopelessness , being lost and knowing you are going to die and theirs nothing you can do about it.

What seemed like days passed, (you couldn’t tell what time it was because the storm clouds hadn’t let up) as we drifted into a wavy pool of despair. We were almost in the storm, fighting if large waves using our hands to steer. We kept at it for hours until our hands turned purple from the icy water. There were 2 of us on the boat, Walter (me) and Micheal (his friends just call him mick). We finally entered the worst part of the storm when we realized that there was an island inside the storm that we hadn’t seen due to the abundant fog.

We drifted onto the shore, it seemed to be deserted. We anchored on the shore and ran into the land, suddenly the sky seemed to clear and we saw a village in the distance. We ran to where we could see the village and it appeared to not be a village, but a city. Crawling now we collapsed from exaustion. “only 300 feet” said mick. A few men came up to us and asked what had happened,we told them they carried us into the town. As we awoke from our daze, surprised to find that the town was real, we realized that something was different about us. We then realized that we had seemed to have aged 30 years. It didnt make sense, I yelled as a man walked into the room “is this some kind of trick!? Surprised the man said “What are you talking about!?”