Chapter 19: Rose

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A boat might have not been the best way to go. I mean, that was really the only way. But I could've always waited until the storm clouds stopped brewing. That would've been smart. Oh, and I'm also not exactly "water savvy" either.

One: I'm terrified of water ever since a near drowning experience when I was eight.

Two: I can't swim.

Three: Did I forget to fill Luna's food bowl before I left?

Anyway, so here I am, plastered against the floor of the boat while rain and lightning crashes above. The boat rocks violently, but I'm too terrified to consider puking.

I grit my teeth, forcing myself to stay calm. I try to get up, but am only smashed against the other side of the boat when it rocks once more.

"At least it can't get worse," I mutter.

Sadly, a screech of a Sea Serpent replies. I yelp, but I don't think that made him consider that tossing my boat upside down wasn't very nice. At all. I don't even have a life jacket.

I flail around in the water. It only seems to drag me down, until a burst of pressure comes from my hands. Not air, but water. I would be excited if I wasn't about to die. I push up, then forward so I can bend my way to land. Just when I see the beginning of the Earth Kingdom far away in the dim lighting of night, the storm decides to blow a plank of wood right on the back of my head. Not exactly a heroic way to go down.

But I do wake up, although not entirely sure if I'm dead or not. I lay on warm, fresh green grass. My clothes are ripped and extremely tattered, I'm even missing a boot. But the worst part is all the scratches and bruises, and how I can barely move. Or, that's what it felt like. I struggle to open my reluctant eyes against the sun.

"Where do you think she came from? Her looks don't comply with any of the nations," I girl's voice whispers.

"Is she dead?" Another asks.

"No... she's breathing alright. I just don't know how injured she is," replies an older sounding voice, but still youthful.

"Well I think she's a cutie."

A groan escapes my lips, and I nearly scream as I find three girls hanging above me. The youngest looks about seven years old, while the two others seem to be 19 and in their 20's.

I scoot away as fast as I can, but even that simple movement sends black spots dancing in my eyes. So I just stare at them, confused.

"Hey, it's okay. We found you washed up on shore. You know your name? Remember anything?" The middle girl asks warmly.

"R- Rose..." I murmur, but that's it. I know I have memories, but when I try to think of them, only very foggy and faint pictures come up. So pretty much nothing.

"Anything else?" Asks the oldest girl. I shake my head, my eyes huge with shock.

"I- I don't remember anything," I croak, beginning to panic.

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