Ok, a new story. This is sort of a prequel to 'The Open Sea', although I
actually thought of this after that. It is also not at all necessary to
read this before that either. Ok I'm done.
I own nothing of this. Except the idea. And someone probably even got there first too, oh well.
I'm gonna zoom through this chapter, just to set the scene. ***********************************************************
Chapter One - In the Beginning
The Moineau family. Rich, powerful. Edouard Moineau, the head of the family, had married a beautiful french woman, Alicia Tarrin. A good marriage, as he himself was french.
Edouard prospered in his work as a merchant sea man. Soon, he and his beloved wife moved to one of the new Caribbean colonies. Soon after, their first child, Jacob, was born.
A year later, Lucinda came into the world. Two beautiful children, and a happy family, but tradgedy befell the family.
Soon after Lucinda's birth, Alicia fell ill. She died two months later. Edouard left his children in the care of a Governess, and went to drown his sorrows in Tortuga.
Edouard staggered through the night time streets. Falling through the doorway of a bar, he caught a glimpse of an angel through his slurred vision. A woman in a white shirt, with beige trousers, drinking and talking with the men, lounged at one end of the bar. Her name was Tanya, and she was a pirate. Edouard was too drunk to notice or think too much. The love he had felt for Alicia surged back, and he wandered towards her.
A year later they were married.
Another few months and their first child was born; they named him Jack. In another year, their second child was born; they named her Ana-Maria . . .
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OOOhhh. Evil Cliffie. Next chapter will be longer and better. Honest.
I own nothing of this. Except the idea. And someone probably even got there first too, oh well.
I'm gonna zoom through this chapter, just to set the scene. ***********************************************************
Chapter One - In the Beginning
The Moineau family. Rich, powerful. Edouard Moineau, the head of the family, had married a beautiful french woman, Alicia Tarrin. A good marriage, as he himself was french.
Edouard prospered in his work as a merchant sea man. Soon, he and his beloved wife moved to one of the new Caribbean colonies. Soon after, their first child, Jacob, was born.
A year later, Lucinda came into the world. Two beautiful children, and a happy family, but tradgedy befell the family.
Soon after Lucinda's birth, Alicia fell ill. She died two months later. Edouard left his children in the care of a Governess, and went to drown his sorrows in Tortuga.
Edouard staggered through the night time streets. Falling through the doorway of a bar, he caught a glimpse of an angel through his slurred vision. A woman in a white shirt, with beige trousers, drinking and talking with the men, lounged at one end of the bar. Her name was Tanya, and she was a pirate. Edouard was too drunk to notice or think too much. The love he had felt for Alicia surged back, and he wandered towards her.
A year later they were married.
Another few months and their first child was born; they named him Jack. In another year, their second child was born; they named her Ana-Maria . . .
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OOOhhh. Evil Cliffie. Next chapter will be longer and better. Honest.