A small boat rocks in the vast ocean. A little girl stands at the bow, blinded by the sun on the sea.
Not that she is little, as in young. But the ocean is so big, and it dwarfs her.
She is dwarfed.
By the water.
And the wind.
And the sun and the brightness that is everywhere.
And the silence.
The silence that is so loud.
The girl turns and takes a few steps.
She won't find land today.
She sways with the motion of the boat, unable to remember a time when the waves didn't constantly batter her on all sides.
She sits.
Staring.
And silent.
No land.
No land.
No land.
She breathes in and out. Experience has taught her- this is how to keep the panic at bay. The vastness of the horizon stretches all around her, blue upon blue upon blue. Terror with its sharp silver tips stab at her heart like needles, but she hardly flinches.
If she gives in, even the tiniest bit, she will lose herself completely. She has held it together this long.
Maybe there will be land tomorrow.
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The Girl from the Sea
FantasyThe kingdom of Koth has lost its heir. When a girl identical to the lost princess Alyse washes up on shore, it sparks a frenzy of celebration-- for most. The catch? The girl has no memories of anything, let alone being a princess. Accompanied by a g...
