There is one wish that is always the same every year, humans ask for a long life when a gentle gust of air blows out small fires that are deliberately lit. However, the prayer makers knew that this wish could not be disturbed in the time that had been allocated to each soul. They know that there will be no immortality attached to their name, because death is commonplace.
But not for her.
Someone who always begs time to enter her body, weaken it and eliminate it. Every birthday, she didn't blow out the candles. But just sitting and watching the full moon, while begging without doing anything. She said softly, "Pick me up, please pick me up." Whoever hears it, she hopes is the life-stopper.
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1689, Bonin Islands, Japan
The beauty of this island cannot be seen at night, only the land looks white due to the light of the full moon. It looked dark and there seemed to be no residents at that time, but a sailor bravely stopped by the island. Not on purpose, but sea currents accompanied him to visit this island without humans.
None of the crew members survived, he passed through quite strange oceans before. Whispers could be heard while in the Pacific Ocean. Waves that shouldn't have suddenly rose and hit his ship, but what didn't make sense was that he was the only one left on the wooden ship. Meanwhile, the rest of the crew seemed to have been swallowed by the ocean, lost and there were not even any cries for help from dozens of people.
The man from Europe slowly got off his intact ship. True, there was no serious damage from the previous incident. The ship was only wet and paralyzed for a moment, after that, Harel Josh finally surrendered to the wind controlling the direction of his course. He even sat pensive with feelings raging in his heart, because now he was alone, he had nothing left to live for.
Harel is sure, everyone is dead.
Because, the sea he had previously crossed was the Devil's Sea, a myth he had heard before, that no one who passed through that sea would survive, the ship would be destroyed and lost. But none of the crew members were aware, they were all drunk while satirizing the myth. Harel heard it, but he didn't make matters worse.
This time, he got out of his boat and pulled the anchor himself and planted it on the shore. His footsteps trembled slightly when he touched the white sand, his tired face was clearly visible on his white face. Harel felt he was ready to die of hunger. There are no more supplies, everything is lost when the waves come. Also, he didn't have the strength to explore this forest alone.
But suddenly, the whisper was heard again. But it's more melodious, as if someone is humming.
Harel was stunned, he looked around. His eyes searched the distant, black forest, but that wasn't where the sound came from. Then he turned again to see the tip of the sand which ended with a small hill, after that he saw the ocean. There was no mistaking it, the singing voice came from the dark blue ocean. Until finally a very melodious woman's voice was heard, but the voice pierced his heart, Harel felt afraid of what would happen.
With remaining courage, he walked little by little towards the beach. Limping because his heart was beating as if he realized it was a threat. However, all those feelings suddenly disappeared when he saw a human figure slowly emerge from the dark ocean. Starting from the head, body to feet. Not wearing any clothes. He walked towards Harel with an unsmiling face, slowly approaching with his skin and hair wet. The woman approached Harel, a young man who was stunned by what he saw.
Her breasts and all those parts looked perfect, Harel's lust rose amidst her tired body. But one thing that worried him was that the woman seemed to be looking at him with a scary look, as if he had done something wrong.
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