Tonya's adventures (Patreon)

The island was once again showing its friendly side: the sun was shining brightly, rare clouds were floating across the clear sky, the sea was gently rustling, rolling on the shore with soft small waves. It was hard to believe that not so long ago the island had been at the mercy of the mighty storm.

Tonya had gone to great lengths to build her new home. Now it was a much sturdier hut, able to protect both from wind and rain, and from predators. Tonya was pleased with the work she had done. She had stocked up on food and water, and now she could finally rest.

Lying on the sun-warmed white sand and looking at the bright blue sea, it was so easy to imagine that she was on vacation, that somewhere behind the palm trees there was a hotel, where a cool cocktail was waiting for her in a tall glass with colorful straws and a cute little umbrella.

Tonya allowed herself to believe in this illusion and relax. Her naked body was covered in a smooth tan day by day, her hair grew longer and became even lighter than before. Probably, all this was beautiful, but there was no one here to appreciate this beauty.

She lay on the sand, sipping coconut water, looking out to the horizon, hoping to see at least some ship. The SOS inscription, long ago made up of large stones, still hadn't caught anyone's attention. For all these days Tonya did not see a single plane in the sky and not a single ship at sea. It couldn't help but worry. Where on earth had she gone?