Fantasy/ Romance
A woman with golden hair flowing past her exposed breast effortlessly is standing still in the deep ocean water. She has slanted emerald eyes and plump charcoal-grey lips. Her cheeks have just enough pink to make any man blush. I st...
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This chapter will mark the beginning of Tigon's fate and journey.
It seems his father already made plans for him. After reading this chapter, I wonder if his plan will truly work.
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The blazing flames reflect against my indigo-blue eyes as I stand at the tip of the mountaintop, staring at the third abandoned ship that has returned to the port this week.
Several local sailors are standing on the pier with their heads hanging down mournfully. It is obvious they knew the victim, for each man both tall and stout grasped their hands together as the preacher dressed in black attire rehearses once again the sailor's poetic prayer.
One more gone. Lost at sea.
She took another just for glee.
Once again, there was no storm to blame,
Or rumor that pirates took them for fortune and fame.
There was no sound of a distress call.
Just another sailor to add to the Veteran's Memorial Wall.
There was no screams or pleads,
No Sailor crying, "For the love of God, please help me!"
