Once in a village, a spirit once lived the spirit of harmony some say. One shallow day, a lonely pirate came across the village, wishing to once see his fellows again, but what can he do when they were dead. After walking for a while he saw the spirit's shrine, he saw noone was there so he took a try on wishing apon the well and shrine of the spirit that the village believers made for people that are done to go there so they can also feel the spirit's harmony and peace. As the pirate wished apon the spirit he felt peace...'My only wish is to have a friend that stays till I turn to dust and fade from the world' as he wished he barely noticed as the spirit had hugged him from behind, he felt peace but he knew to not falter as his parents had told him that people of all kinds and shapes has evil.
He waited for a moment...SWING he missed, the spirit asked what was wrong, he was dead shocked from what he had seen.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" the spirit asked, the pirate nodded, he did wanted what the spirit had said, but he did not know that the friend would be the spirit itself.
Feb.11,2021
