Fleeting

Chapter 1

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  Under a vast of a calm, cold and peaceful weather under the shades of purple, blue, orange, pink and yellow of a sky with some thick  threads of yellow, orange and gray clouds that were freely drifting by, indicating the dawn is finally to meet. Silent almost due to most people of a nearby town were out early to prepare and arranging items on stalls and stores for their opening, while there are some that were just now heading forth home for their deep, warm and comfortable slumber after a whole night's works.

Here, where you can hear the soft and gentle sound of the waves racing against the sea shore, and where you can feel the salty and cold breeze that's gently brushing to your skin, it was majestic, enchanting, peaceful, relaxing and beautiful scenery to behold by the eyes of an ordinary person if you ask me. Not until a noise of hooves of a black stallion thundering against the white  sand and following the shoreline with great speed have broken the majestic and enchanting serenity of the said place.

" Hyah....! Hyah....! Hyah...! "

Riding on it is a caramel elbow length shaded haired male in the late twenties; wearing only a white pants and a pair of black almost knee length  leather boots, bare chested brandishing his six pack abs and masculine fitted body due to having an intense training on that time.

" Hyah...! Hyah....! "

The black stallion have continued on trotting against the white sand at high speed as it's rider reined it across the east side of shoreline, heading to his private beach.

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After a thirty minute ride, he reached the private beach and pull the reins to put the galloping black horse to a halt. The male's left eyebrow raised with intrigue and puzzlement due to what he seen on his beach; a wreckage of some broken wooden crates, planks and other remnants of personal things and luggage and stuffs littered wide  across the the shore and most of all an odd silhouette of a girl flopped unconsciously wet on the sand.

The said girl is approximately in early twenties, has a messy knee length hair of the shade of slightly yellow, wearing a tattered white Victorian style dress that he seems to be floor length.

Upon seeing the scene the male step down of his horse and immediately run to check the poor girl's condition and fortunately the girl was still alive but merely breathing. The male did not think thrice and gently lifted the unconscious girl in a princess like style and rushed back to his horse and immediately reel it to gallop on top speed to the opposite side directly back to his Manor.