The moon hung over the smooth water. A beautiful woman stood at the bow of the ship as it glided slowly through the water. A man walked up to her. "Your late." She whispered without looking up.1
"Well m'lady," Alanna turned sharply around. The last thing she saw was the bright silver of a dagger and the feel of metal in her stomach.2
Warm sunlight filled the captian's cabin. He leaned over the woman next to him and took a deep breath. His sigh woke her up. He smiled. "Ah, my beautiful Alanna, don't you have a husband to go to?"3
"I suppose." She replied as she slowly rose to get ready.
Author notes
This story is mostly a flash back.
Title ideas? and general comments
Comments
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Can't wait to read the rest.
Good job so far. Keep penning.
Ice Wolf
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