It was about half a week into our journey when our greatest tragedy occurred. A tronpy, a great sea monster, burst out of the water with great force and hit the hull of our ship on its fall back to the ocean. Our ship was sinking and we only had 1 safety raft. I was one of the first ones one the raft, as the last person jumped into our smaller raft, the ship completely burst apart. Something must of hit me, because when I regained consciousness, I was adrift a piece of wood with no clue where I was. My head had a tremendous ache and my vision was clouded. I drifted alone for what seems like days, though it was most likely just a few hours.
I washed upon an oceanic island with a howling stomach. I needed to find food if I was going to be on this island for an extended amount of time. I found some berries, coconuts, and a few bananas. This should be good for a couple months if I save it correctly. I stayed there for a week or so before I realized that I needed to escape. I used a clam shell that had washed ashore to hollow the tree that had been laying on the shore ever since I got here. After another 39 days, I finished my little raft. I would gather the rest of the food and coconut milk and set sail.
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The Kingdom Of Alva
FantasyIn a kingdom in a different reality, the king has died. The queen has taken over and is a nasty ruler. Shawn's family is at a tear, are they gonna stay or go? Shawn and his dad set sail with a few select others to go to a promised land. Along the wa...
