Cup of Blood

Chapter 1: Anna Koslov

"I can't believe that man! All these years I have made myself believe that he had always known of the truth; even my entire clan believes that!" I think to myself as I look at the dim waters going against the ship's traverse. The moonlight gleamed through the waters, creating some sort of reflection in the waters, and as I look at the surface, I see myself. "Hm. Looks like I'm a bit haggard," I'd quietly say to myself. It is already night time; the first day since we left for the Urban. By the looks of the thick clouds, it's quite obvious that anytime soon snow will fall, and it seems that it will be quicker, since the breeze of the air is chilly. Good thing I brought my leather jacket. A long brown leather jacket Light bought me a month ago. I would fiddle with the leather jacket as I tighten its locks around me. I need warmth.

I look at the cabin where Light and I are staying in. It's dimly-lit. I could see the shadow of Light, and it seems as if he's sitting by the bed, writing something. It must be his journal. Even though Light and I have known each other for all our lives, he never thought of sharing his journal and its contents with me. Looks like even that man should have a little privacy in his life.

The night's still long, and we have just started this travel. I am quite tired, and the young moon seems to lure me into sleep. I yawn as I look around the ship, with the wind splashing against my long blonde hair, swaying.

I can see the ship's crew by the upper deck. I never really learned what the individual names of the English ships are. I know of the Russian ones, yes, but it must feel awkward to talk Russian terms while you're in English territory. These men are extremely buff, and stout. They look like the late Mace Talon, Light's father, but buffer and with more war tattoos. I see one of them with a flare, and I see him going near me.

"Hey! You there! What are you doing?" he'd ask me. I stand still, startled by the man. His voice is extremely deep, deeper than the pits of hell, I would say it, and as I see him coming near me, I'd try to gather my composure and speak.

"Uh. Nothing. Just trying to get a little air over here," I replied, trying to not sound nervous by the voice, and luckily I succeeded.

"Lady, you should get sleep. It's already late. Who knows what will happen to wandering ladies at this hour of the night?" he'd say to me as he pauses in his movement. Hm. This person is sweet for his immense size and low voice.

"Ah, yes. I will. Just give me a moment," I replied. Why did I say that? I am literally starting a conversation with this man, a stranger, and who knows what he may do to me? I saw him turn around and went back to his shipmates. That was rather a close one. Well, now that that is over, I might as well stare in awe of the sea's beauty. At this hour of the night, where everything is silent, one would hear their breathing, and at this specific situation, one would also hear the sea moving. I stand still for a few moments, when suddenly, a white flake lands on my nose. I focus on it with my eyes, and look above me. Then, more white flakes land on me, and then the ship, and then the waters. I look at the ship's crew, and it seems that they notice, too, but they aren't quite happy about it. At my first glance, they are already moving about inside the ship. The wheel master gets into his position and starts manning the ship. There was imminent silence, suddenly. Then, I can feel the ship's movement getting quicker and quicker, but it didn't seem to wake the passengers, as the water's surface is smooth and clean.

Snowing. It's finally snowing. I remember a time when my mother would tell me to not go fishing when it's snowing. She said that when it starts to snow, the water will quickly freeze, and it's true. The lake I would fish in when I was younger froze immediately as it started snowing one Christmas Season many years ago. Looks like these men know it, and maybe they know more, since they are more exposed to sea endeavors than I am, and what I will in my lifetime.