Poseidon's Daughter

Chapter Two:

    As I continue working throughout the day, between boils to lance and the smallpox outbreak within our midst, I began to feel queasy. I look like a madwoman, almost pacing back and forth from the towns water-well for more water and back into my apothecary. Perhaps I have caught smallpox, one of the first signs is extreme dehydration. As I help the last few citizens and closeup for the day, I realize it might be early but if I help others while afflicted, I could make the whole situation worsen. Packing away the alchemical ingredients, pastes, salves and medicinal tools, I grab my fur-lined cloak and take to the harbor. Its not like I began to hate it but I didn't exactly want to set foot near the sea on my own free will, it's as if the sea is calling to me, forcing me away from the quaint township I call home. It is singing to my heart, warming me from the inside but my mind began to give me pause, but I simply couldn't stop myself, the saltwater air filled my lungs with sweet serenity. I strolled to the farthest part of the docks on harbor, to where I could walk along the sand, like I used to with Grams before she passed away. The scenery reminded me of the childhood I had, all I ever knew was Grams, my mother passed giving birth to me, and I'd never known my father, Grams always said not to ask, so I never did. Sometimes I would wonder, who were my parents, if my mother had survived my fearsome birth would I be the same woman that I am today. My thoughts washed away as I realized I had walked so far into the sea that I was already hip deep, so I turned my thoughts from the past and turned it to the work I'd done today, and to the work that must be done tomorrow, but my train of thought was interrupted abruptly.