Prologue
Over the village, and through the thick green trees, there be a bell a ringing. Its ghostly sounds echoing off the nearby caves of the fishermen. To those who have yet to hear the story, and have never heard this bell would think it just an ordinary bell, with a devilish pitch to it that made the hair on the backs of their necks stand up. But for those who have had the unfortunate pleasure of hearing this bell not ring only once, nor twice, but thrice. Know all to well what this signals. For ye who surly hear these rings from miles away, for who ever the poor soul it be meant to hear. Would surly be marked for death.
Calypso's voice they say, for those who were near enough could've sworn they heard a voice singing through the deathly strikes of the bell, was the most beautiful sound. It was said to lull babies to sleep, and to entice young men, scanty or wealthy with its soothing whispers. This said bell was said to be placed on a ship, where no man bound. It was cursed to roam the seas for all eternity, carrying the young woman who's voice was said to be of an angels. But this woman, was spoken of as if she were the devil herself. For those who hear the words spoken, not just whispered, have surly, put death upon their heads.
The pirates, who have bound her to this fate for eternity, are overrun by avarice, and are always in search of plunder. They do not care of her broken heart, or her mournful cries over her lost love. They do not dare speak of the deed they have done, for fear of those who believe in the superstitions may find a way to set her free, for if anyone would do so, the seas would be reclaimed and it would be death, for anyone who dare get in her way.
Chapter 1
Edward's P.O.V.
~*Flashback*~
"Edward, dear come away from the railing, we don't want you to be falling in now, do we?" My mother chided me from the other side of the ship.
"Just a moment mother!" I called back, turning my head over my shoulder, swatting my hair out of my eyes as the sea wind blew it back. I was mesmerized by the way the waves rolled across the ocean, without a care in the world. Though they were almost rhythmic, like it were keeping beat to a far off sea chantey. Upon further inspection through the ghastly fog I saw the faint outline, of what appeared to be a ship! A beautiful woman stood there, looking at me. Her dress was of a pure crimson red, as though it were made of rose petals. It flowed out around her in soft waves and had a ruffled terrain down the backside. Black ribbons were embroided in it, one wound tightly around her bust, down to the bottom of her waist and tied in the back from what I was able to see. Her hair was piled on top of her head and fell in perfect ringlets around her face, all the while her lips were as deeply colored as the dress itself. Her cheek bones rose high, and her eyes were perfectly placed upon her head. They were a deep brown, as I looked into them I felt as if I were drowning.
"Mother! Look there, at the woman on that ship! Isn't she beautiful!" I shouted excitedly as she turned her head to see what I was getting so worked up about.
"Edward, what ever do you mean!" Elizebeth sighed exasperatedly.
"The woman." I said confused, turning back around to face the water.
The ship had vanished, and along with that, the beautiful girl!
