Black Water (Coming Sometime)

Black Water (Coming Sometime)

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Ten-year-old Henric boards his father's ship, eager to sail the open waters and learn the ways of the sea. But a sudden attack leaves the longship burning and sinking, scattering its crew and leaving Henric alone in a world that is suddenly merciless. Rescued by a stranger named Ragnar, Henric is taken far from everything he once knew, forced to grow up in a harsh, snow-covered wilderness where survival is a daily struggle. 5 years later, Henric is a boy hardened by loss and trained by Ragnar's steady hand. Yet the memories of his mother Freya, brother Jack, and father Viggo linger, a gnawing void that drives him to confront the mysteries of his past. Black Water is a gripping tale of survival, family, and the unyielding pull of the sea-a story where every decision can mean life or death, and the water itself hides secrets darker than any storm.
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Reverie

𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎, a young girl who's never known stability. Raised by a reckless, unstable mother, she spent her childhood caught between drug runs and police raids, ruining her right for a normal childhood. One night when her mother goes missing, Giulia's whole life changes... again. Will being under the guardianship of her new older brothers give her a chance at normalcy in her life or will they cause even more mess than before? Healing isn't easy and trust doesn't come free. ☆ ☆ ☆ As I lied there in the hospital bed with a pounding headache, practically suffocating me while barely conscious, I heard that familiar, raspy, deep, sleep deprived voice that I've recently come to find comfort in. "Nessuno oserà toccarti di nuovo senza perdere le mani, amore," they whispered. (No one will dare touch you again without losing their hands, love.) I felt two hands hold my face with a soft kiss on my forehead. Their rough and large hands a contrast to their gentleness. The comforter over me shuffled as the familiar person brought them up to my chin and tucked me in. "Riposati ora sei al sicuro, bambina," they murmured, stroking my hair. Before I knew it, simply the presence of them reassured me as I felt myself drift off again into a deep sleep. (Rest now, you're safe, baby). ☆ ☆ ☆ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 (noun): a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

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