AN: Hello to the readers of Lost, and the people who have only just found
us. We are mak4, and this is the prequel to our story "Lost" (in case you
didn't know.) La Belle et le Capitaine is number one in the Silver and Gold
Trilogy. This is only the prologue, but please feel free to read Lost
before this is finished, it shouldn't take away from either story. I'm
going to keep this short, but on behalf of myself and Alaina, enjoy
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It was a beautiful morning; early still, the pale pinks and purples of sunrise still gracing the horizon. Nothing in the cloudless sky foreshadowed the coming unrest, the coming despair. For a young girl looking over the seemingly endless blue water, dreaming of a knight worthy of any faerie tale, or a prince straight from a Shakespearean love story, this day was just like any other.
With a smile, she turned from the edge of the balcony, ready to begin her day. She had no idea that before the sun fell from her sight on that very day her dreams of adventure would become a reality- and that reality was to become an inescapable nightmare. The man she longed for was coming ever closer; not a knight or a prince, but someone less, who was destined to become something greater.
In the not so distant waters off the coast of Italy, a Sparrow flew on, gliding effortlessly on coal-black sails. Soon they would meet and what followed would cause a shockwave that would cause the earth to tremble nearly two decades later. Perhaps they were destined, or maybe it was just chance. They were what stories and dreams were made of. They were-
La Belle et le Capitaine
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It was a beautiful morning; early still, the pale pinks and purples of sunrise still gracing the horizon. Nothing in the cloudless sky foreshadowed the coming unrest, the coming despair. For a young girl looking over the seemingly endless blue water, dreaming of a knight worthy of any faerie tale, or a prince straight from a Shakespearean love story, this day was just like any other.
With a smile, she turned from the edge of the balcony, ready to begin her day. She had no idea that before the sun fell from her sight on that very day her dreams of adventure would become a reality- and that reality was to become an inescapable nightmare. The man she longed for was coming ever closer; not a knight or a prince, but someone less, who was destined to become something greater.
In the not so distant waters off the coast of Italy, a Sparrow flew on, gliding effortlessly on coal-black sails. Soon they would meet and what followed would cause a shockwave that would cause the earth to tremble nearly two decades later. Perhaps they were destined, or maybe it was just chance. They were what stories and dreams were made of. They were-
La Belle et le Capitaine