Chapter 4 ...

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I stalked the shores from the safety of the trees. Always vigilant as the Dark moon tribe could be anywhere.... Searching endlessly for their next unsuspecting victim. This island and its people do not welcome visitors on this island, if there are, my father kills them. As the cheif he has a resposibility to protect his people, our people whatever the cost. This island and its secrets cannot exist to anyone but us. We guard its secrets with our lives. Finally I made it to the shore and went down to see if a shipwreck emerged from the recent storm. To my surprise I saw some remnants of a ship tattered, a broken husk. This was an interesting sight as it had been almost a year since the last shipwreck. This island has a special pull in its waves, drawing lone strangers away from their modern ships. When I investigated the shipwreck 3 days later I saw a girl around my age with the most beautiful features. She was unlike any of the girls from my tribe, carefree, full of life, and hardworking. Father insists all women from our tribe are like that but I have yet to see it. The stranded flower was gathering supplies and seems to have found one of our hunting spearheads. I did not tell father... She has done nothing wrong. She is surviving, and harming no one. For her I will do everything in my power to keep her alive. 

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