Hello all. This is/was my first real knack at fanfiction and my crazy muse makes it about adventure time. Oh man. I have no real control where this story is going, my characters are deciding for me.
If you decide to go on the ride with me may the odds be ever in your favor. Mahal take the wheel! Opps, sorry wrong fandom. Glob take the wheel!
I'm Back! Please enjoy this reedited, revamped and resurrected fanfiction of mine! Woot.
Remember: 8888 means scene break between simultaneous scenes and 888888888888888888888 means scene breaks between a scene and one that happens hours later!
"Talking", 'Thinking', Italics are for visions/dreams/emphasis and the like. Okay! Enjoy!
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Prelude- A look ahead
She looked at the ocean around her and her little boat, nothing but salty liquid beneath her and cloudless, sunny skies above her. She checked her provisions, she was running low.
"Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink. Heh."
While chuckling at her own, slightly crazed joke she checked the various repairs on the hull of her small vessel, they were holding for now. Her once tattered sails made from old cloth were now patched; slick, yet strong blue skin was now stitched together with faded fabric. Various parts of her boat now had chunks of bone wedged between them or in the paneling. She was rather proud of it all.
Remembering the reason for her boat's condition the young woman muttered a "Damn sea beast." and chuckled again as she patted the skull and claws that made the figure head of her boat.
She sat down with a tired sigh.
Her clothes were faded and in frayed shreds, her skin tanned and peeling in places. She had to stay smart, she had to make it. She had to find him. She brushed her blonde bangs out of her face and looked through her binoculars.
Nothing but horizon to the East.
Nothing but sea and sky to the South.
Nothing but the endless curve of the earth to the West, and to the North…
'There! That's a dark smudge in the distance! Could it be?! The Fabled Lost Land of Magic and Monsters?! The Land of Ooo? Doesn't matter, its land!'
She jumped up, impossibly reinvigorated, and tested the air.
Yes!
A favorable wind was starting to pick up after weeks of stillness, this was it. She opened all of her sails to their fullest and took position at the Rutter, steering her boat toward that smudge with the help of her compass. Soon the smudge was visible with her naked eyes and became a shape, with a little fumbling she looked through her binoculars again. She could make out a bit of the land before her now: various peaks and what she hoped was a sandy beach shrouded in a mist.
'Odd…'
The smile that blossomed upon her face was wide, and hurt her cracked and sun-exposed lips.
'I hope you're here brother, I hope you're well.'
"It's time for an adventure." She whispered.
