Here it comes, I thought to myself.
I readied my stance and whipped out my sword. The sun glinted off the hilt, and I saw that the sun was in my advantage. The lofty captain of the neighboring ship sauntered over like he owned this ship too.
My ship.
I briefly mused about his attire, grimy and dark from a lack of washing, accenting his oily complexion and sharp features. Already with a sword out he neared me.
"What makes you think that you were welcome here," I mutter warily.
"Who needs welcomin' when yeh can take whatcha want?" he said grinning manically.
I was disgusted by his expression and made to lunge, assuming my attack would be parried. The moment I rushed forward in my attack, the chaotic surroundings died to a numb buzz. My focus was on the fight at hand, the sword instantly becoming an extended arm, my feet becoming swifter, my mind quickening to only one thing: winning.
The adrenaline kicked in, and I fought him effortlessly. It didn't matter that I was young: I would be the best. I would defend my ship, and I would take his over instead, as was my right.
The sharp clanging of our swords brought me out of my revelry as I narrowly blocked a quick thrust to my side. After a few more blows to him, I knocked his sword out of his hand and in one smooth move restrained his hands and forced him on his knees, my dagger ready at his neck.
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Ideas and Shorts
General FictionI have been feeling more creative of late, so here is where I'll be posting snippets and excerpts of potential stories/short stories. This is mainly so I can keep track of things I might want to pursue, but if you enjoy what you find or have any fee...
