Hi readers. It's been a while since I've done much of anything at all with fanfics. Hopefully this one winds up alright. Thanks for reading and I'm almost positive you'll review. Right? Right? nudgenudge
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Prologue
Writer
The ocean. A vast majority of our Earth. It covers so much of this rock, yet we know so little about it. The creatures that live in it, the wonders that thrive in it, the interaction between environment and life that is so diverse from the world we know. In a sense, the ocean is its own world. It has its own culture, etiquette, way of life.
So many people think that they have an extensive knowledge of this mysterious civilization, but they have yet to make a dent in the discovery. As I've said, many people think this. Especially people who spend a large amount of time at sea.
Unfortunately, many of the people in the following story think of themselves as familiar with the deep. And as you'll come to see, that security gets them into a heap of trouble.
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Chapter 1
Our Sanctuary
Elizabeth
"Haul it all off this island! Get it on the ship for God's sake!" His tone was serious, but he tried too hard to be intimidating. He always tried too be intimidating. I sat on a ledge of the big marble wall and waited for him to finish being the tough guy. One thing I could say for him though, he was stereotypically handsome.
He had dark hair, hidden beneath a powder wig. He had chiseled features and a strong but lean build. Any woman would be lucky to have him. But luck isn't an issue when your father is the governor.
"Elizabeth," he said strongly," I think it's time we boarded the ship. Do you have your things?"
"Yes, Norrington. You've already had them loaded on to the ship."
"Darling, call me James. You don't always have to be so formal with me. Besides that, both our last names are Norrington now. People may think you're talking to yourself."
"It would be better than talking to you" I mumbled
"What was that?" Damn his excellent hearing! I thought.
"Oh, I said 'There's a bit of sand in my shoe.' hehehe, nothing important darling."
"Lizzie,-"
"It's Elizabeth, Nor—erm, James."
"Sorry darling. Elizabeth, this will be a grand honeymoon, don't you agree?"
I looked off into the sea. The infinite depths and lengths of the sea. I wished it would wash me away, take me somewhere new, somewhere different, where I could just be myself. I wished so desperately that it would take me away from Norrington and bring me to him. But I knew I had to respond to Norrington's inquiry. "Yes. I believe it will be splendid. Just splendid."
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Will
Where is she? What is she doing? Is she with… him? God, I hope not. The only thing worse than her being with me would be being with him. I just couldn't do what I needed for her. I couldn't care for her, couldn't be there for her, and I certainly couldn't entertain that fantasy she had. What was she getting at with that anyway? She knows what kind of life I lead now. How could she even think to propose something so absurd? But I knew what she needed, and it was much better than what I could give her. Darling, please, hear me. I know we're miles apart, but I hope the sea carries this message back to you: Wait for me. I'll be ready soon, ready for us, so please, wait for me. If you need reason, know this, I love you.
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Well I hope you enjoy it so far. Next chapter, Jack comes in, so expect his antics. And more story develops as well. Thanks for reading!
-Robyn Marie