《The Ship That Went to Sea》Chapter 2.1
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Tornas paced in the hold below deck. He checked the harpoons for the balistas, the folded nets, the sinkers, the flags. He went through lines of inventory in his head. The space below seemed bigger now that it had been all but emptied out. Their spoils had all be hauled on land and an equal portion was stored in his name with a reputable bank merchant in the town. Tonight he would join the crew for another journey.
Nothing in his life actually felt right anymore but being onboard felt less wrong than other things. It had been easy for him to adjust to life on a ship. He had always been good at a regimented rule of life. It was necessary for his early life. He had run from it for years but here on the ship he had slipped easily back into a system of rules and regulations like a well broken boot. At least onboard there was still some freedom, some ability to cut loose even if it did end with waking up in the long boat with a heavy glass flu. Living without her though, even after more than a year that was proving hard to adjust to.
"Sailor" the voice startled him, he turned with practiced agility, spun his staff around him and snapped into a fighting stance. He relaxed when he saw the voice was Sezjeck the first mate.
"Once again son, you've got to stop doing this" he responded unfazed.
"Sorry sir, you startled me" Tor said as he relaxed and stood up at ease.
"Tornas, you've been making a habit of this, not to mention where you were this morning, and, well it has not escaped the captain's or quarter master's notice." Sezjeck paused here. He was fond of Tornas and that made this difficult. "We're back in port. The spoils are divided , and we'll be recruiting, enlisting, and voting tonight. I think you need to ask yourself son, if you really want to enlist with us again." he concluded.
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Tornas' heart sank in his chest, he had been worried about this.
"I've got no where to go Sezj. I don't know how I'd leave this port except on this ship."
"What about your girl? You've been to sea over a year surely whatever spat the two of you were in will have blown over." Sezjeck offered.
"She asked me to go so I went. She just had to finish something. She'll call me back, she's done it before. So I can't go back, not yet. I have her song and that will have to be enough until we are ready for each other again. Even if it takes another year.” Tornas answered.
"Farther back then. To do with whatever that stone is you keep in your pocket." Sezjeck said.
"I don't know if I'm ready for that." Tor answered. As he impulsively felt in his pocket for the stone.
"The only way to know is to go" Sezjeck said with a smile.
"Where are we headed next, Further down?" Tor asked.
"You know that will be decided tonight when a captain is elected" Sezjeck responded.
"Re elected" Tornas laughed.
"Luck is a real thing on the seas son, so don't you be messing with hers like that." Sezjeck returned. Then continued "Now come on there's still cargo left to unload. Esmerelda is expecting her over-lander and his cargo requires a bit more care."
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8 206A healthy mind in a healthy body
288 A.D, he was born. 297 A.D, he realised he had evil impulses. 298 A.D he heard of Anthony of Egypt, and sought to follow his example to learn how to suppress his impulses. 303 A.D, he saw his people be persecuted. 306 A.D, his world changed thrice, the persecutions ended forever, this fact and his hermit lifestyle brought him peace which came with strange abilities, and through them he joined the Hidden Side of the World, back then not yet hidden. 307 A.D, he sought for a way to cure myself, yet he stumbled across something more. A reckless ritual connected him to a well of knowledge, driving him insane and immortal, causing him to be treated as a commodity in the supernatural community, an Oracle. 2019 A.D, its been 1712 years, and the lusitanian has ended up in the other side of the world in less than wholesome hands, a place which may have answers about the mysteries of his abilities, when an unexpected event cuts the connection and his sanity and mortality return. Gaius Atiius Quadratus will not forget this kindness. The MC is based on the monk class of many rpgs, but the story isn't Litrpg. Also he will gain non monk abilities after a while. Fair warning I don't understand the rating system but I'll say M-rated just in case. This is my first story, I accept criticism but I would like the critic to explain the reasoning behind it. Also I'm still figuring how this site works and I have no schedule so updates may be sporadic, at least once a week. Not a native speaker but in the practices, too lazy to actually get the diploma, I got an average of 9.7 out of 10 at the Cambridge C1 level, the CAE, second highest european level for foreign languages, so it should be no problem. Foto taken from Wikipedia. Cover made by me, excuse my utter lack of artistic talent.
8 237Life is but a Dream
Sometimes, when you close your eyes to sleep, you find yourself in a dream. You may not remember the dream, but for those precious moments, or perhaps seemingly years, that is your life. Yuclaus finds himself rocked to sleep while returning home on a public bus. As he falls into a deep slumber, his heart slowing down, he jerks awake. Where he finds himself is a world full of various creatures, races, mysteries, laws of physics, and creations so fantastical, it could only be a dream. Yet with every person he meets, with every encounter, he realizes how lifelike this world is. He starts subconsciously accepting this as his reality, but is that really wise? No matter how you look at it, this world could be nothing but a dream. Disclaimer: There is a profanity warning. If you are worried about swearing in every dialogue, fear not. In order to capture a character's reaction properly, I felt I needed them to swear. As of now there are three uses of profanity. There are also multiple times a swear word is started, but not finished. For example: "bi—".
8 205Tracking Kelsie
Knowing everything is sometimes dangerous, 30-year-old Kelsie Conrad knows this better than most. Being part of the team assigned to the safety of all data and communications within the company is a great responsibility. Kelsie knows she has to disappear when reading the truth behind the company's intentions with a new invention; downloading the data to give to those who needed to know was the only thing stopping anyone from going ahead with their plan. Living under the radar and off the grid are no longer terms she glibly throws out in conversation; they are a reality. Using her skills to disappear, Kelsie is on the run, keeping two steps ahead of the company of assassins employed to hunt her down, who ask no questions and have no interest in the truth. Can Kelsie stay alive long enough to blow the whistle and save a life?
8 219Written in Bones [ Jurassic World]
Lily Eleanor Goodwin didn't go into the paleontology field for the money. Quite frankly, there wasn't any money in the field. With the failing economy, dig sites and museums suffered the most, losing grants and getting hit hard with budget cuts. However, Lily's love for dinosaurs never faltered even as her bank account dwindled. Working at the local museum and moving back in with her dysfunctional parents, the young woman was at her wit's end.Until one unforgettable day while giving her usual tour, she is approached with an astounding offer by a man named Simon Masrani. But she had no idea what she was signing up for.Dinosaurs are no longer extinct. Lily isn't dealing with bones anymore.
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