I dedicated my life to my brother, Sebastian. I was merely a beginner at casting down my thoughts onto paper, but I still thought that our lives were interesting. When Sebastian was really young, around only a year old, his parents gave him away because they couldn't afford to take care of him.
Soon after giving him away, they died of a plague that was widespread.
Immediately, he was adopted by a woman that was 8½ months pregnant, and a man that was the shepherd of the town. Another half month, and I, Karma was born into the world.
Everything went swell, but we were still pretty poor. For 8 years, me and Sebastian slept under a roof, until one day, my parents became unfortunate.
One night, Sebastian and I woke up to our mom's scream. We looked over, since our house was simply a single room, to see our father laying dead. His throat was cut open, and he had bled out a long time ago, before we noticed.
Just as our mom sped toward the door, somebody smashed open the window, and grabbed her, pulling her through it. Sebastian saw the golden teeth, the braided hair, the twisted smile that shown through the small amount of light. It was a pirate.
It was major, we stayed in the house for a few days before realizing that we were going to starve. Sebastian finally decided to do something, so he worked for around 10 years, saving up coin slowly. He bought nice clothing for both of us, gained reputation around town, and lastly, bought a ship. He gathered a crew, gathered supplies, and set off. His goal was to pirate the pirates, and I was along for the ride. But, I suppose not all rides are easy-going.
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(Jensen Ackles, the guy on the cover, is just a representation of what Sebastian looks like in my eyes.)