A dimension, a realm, a place or territory exists beyond time and space, it is the only means to travel across the stars and creation, guarded with forts and fleets and never ending day, this is the place of battle low and the high above.
"You all can hear me, thank you for all the drinks, for all the delicious food, thanks for all the songs and parties...please don't forget me, my name is Tuluusta, I am only twenty-three and was born by the sea who only dreamed of being free."
Tears are swelling in my eyes, my sailors are weeping too, we all are crying, I'll grip her hand tightly until she fades, hope all my sailors do too, all coming closer to her and held her as she fades, her breathing slowing.
"Thank you Tuluusta, you saved our lives"
Tuluusta is smiling, yet I can see the colour of her eyes and skin fading, I can feel her tattered hand, so strong yet so soft, and I can feel as she takes her last breath, all of us are embracing her fading life-force.
We had no clue, all had no clue, truly, about this silent warrior Tuluusta, we spoke to her, and she never uttered, but we did persist, and I am glad we did, her body is hardening, her blood and wounds that were glowing and glittering dimming, the sky blue blood stream turned into something that looked like sapphire made into ice, from her body appeared to turn to marble or stone, carved and things that felt like bone, it was her soul becoming form, yet it was so light, and no sharp or jagged harm, her heavy and powerful body become milk coloured ash shaped into leaves and light as any feather yet gleamed like otherworldly quartz.
"Arise, we be the sailors of the moontide, saved from our foes and rescued from our demise by Tuu, her soul incised into our armour and a new life, for the Pale Palace she gave her life, for us, she gave her life, and we must take the eternal sacrifice for the Pale Sunrise."
"We wise sailors shall rally and defy, with our will we shall form our being into a spear, one shape shall we make this Pale Fleet, a flock of birds with purpose not to win this battle and war but to survive, so no mercy for all the soaring gods, they shall show us no mercy, and we shall bring the mauling pale maw. We shall shift this battle and unleash the thunder from our throats and all our means of war. The Godly rage in the clouds and the Pale Cardinal Powers will meet those high above and split the sky, we all feel the pulses and waves of their warring heat, us lowly of randomicity, we who live upon the ground will do our part, we have been given this chance to change it, so we can live and be free like Tuu wanted."
Though I lead a Pale Ship of this Pale Fleet, we became the Sailors of Tuu and with our fury shall crush our foes in powerful sideways rush, boarding and Pale Bolts and Flame with bloody-minded and blusterous, we shall become a dangerous force to hush all we come across, through this command we will carve and break the cloud-born invaders fleet with a relentless harrying and pruning push to crash their golden chariots and thrones, we sail to live, kill the poison tree, and we fight for Tuu, we fight for all the low to live and be free.
Another Day ends and we set sail.
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