Pelagic: “She loved the sea. She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of the horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above. It made her feel small, but free as well. Martin, A Storm of Swords
For me, the hell is the crazy feeling my thoughts can drive me to when I'm feeling the battle between knowing what I want, what is, what was, and fearing the change occurring within me is not a positive one - Ace.