"Cade," a young boy by the name of Little Johnny calls to an older one with a thick nose and bushy black eyebrows. "What's wrong with the captain? She's been acting up."
"I probably shouldn't tell you..."
"Come on," Little Johnny whines. "Please?"
Cade sighs, defeated, confessing, "It's that bloody box, Little Johnny."
Truth to be told, that mysterious chest bothers Captain Kruel. Having arrived a month ago, pure black velvet enveloped it, and its deliverer vanished instantly after. "Your dreams" - which Captain Kruel's mother supported - was the anonymous note and the only indication of the chest's company.
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Adventures
Short StoryA bunch of short stories (sometimes used for competitions/writing contests). Note: Rated mature due to some graphic violence and killing scenes, but not all of the short stories are violent.
