In the days of old, the world was treacherous. The ocean was brutal and untamed, claiming the lives of any that ventured into her waters. Waves, storms, monsters; no one would dare try to venture into her in fear they would meet the fate of many before them.
Until there was once a humble sailor. One whom had fallen in love with the seas. She traveled her constantly, searching for adventure upon her in all forms it came. From hauling her boat through mighty hail storms, to surviving the fierce waves that shook her boat to its core. No matter how many times she fell in, no matter how many time the ocean tried; she could not get rid of her. Eventually, the sea fell in love with her too, and calmed in her presence. She never wanted to be apart from her sailor.
The sailor was granted a gift. A gift that would allow her to travel the seas forever, to be one with the ocean just as she desired. She graciously accepted. The gift granted her immortality and immunity any hardships sailors faced. She could tame the storms, waves and the beasts that dwelled in her waves, and make them her most loyal allies.
For hundreds of years, she continued to sail. She learnt the seas like the back of her hand, knew exactly what winds would take her where. But it wasn't enough. Over the years, the sailor grew lonely. No longer did she see her relationship with the sea as one of love, but one of loneliness. She craved the company of another human being and wished to return to land.
But when she anchored down at her old island home and took a step on earth, her gift turned into a curse.
With each step, she was transformed into the very beasts that were once her allies, taking on a hideous form with each step. Humanity ran screaming, every time. No longer was she welcome at the village she once called home, no longer were her fellow man her friends. She was chased back to the loneliness of the ocean again.
Feeling betrayed, the sailor had no choice but to remain isolated. For years longer she mourned the loss of her humanity, and began to grow bitter and twisted. She vowed Humanity would pay for their treatment of her, and vowed to find a way to return to it, as their ruler.
Using the ocean and its creatures as her tool, she rained chaos on any seaside villages she came across on her travels. Thousands of men and women lost their lives defending their homes from her wrath, but bloodshed wasn't enough for the twisted sailor. She wanted more. Still wishing to satisfy her desire for human company, she plundered the villages for their children, corrupting them into a loyal crew for her everlasting voyage to find a way to return to humanity.
Still today she travels her beloved, thirsty for blood, eager to satisfy her craving for death.
So if you see the black sails of her ship, The Glass Sword, in your telescope when you're in the crow's nest, or happen to spot the war torn flag from your lighthouse in your once peaceful village; know she comes for you. She comes for your children. She comes for your blood. She comes for your despair. But how can you run from the ocean she controls? There is only one option you have.
Pray to god for the mercy of a quick death.
[Happy NaNo! This year I'm challenging myself to write a fic in a month. Hope you enjoy, and good luck with your own projects!]