Across The Seven Seas
She slowly undid the small buckle on the front and pulled it open. The first line was something that she would never forget. 'I live my life 'Across The Seven Seas'
"Across The Seven Seas?" Elizabeth spoke out loud to herself.
"Yes, miss, tis the name of the ship." Ylangg spoke as he stood in the doorway.
"Oh yes, I knew that." Elizabeth said, and quickly hid the book under the covers, "But why is it called that?"
"Tis a mystery!" and with that, Adm. Ylangg closed the compartment door and headed up back to the wheel.
Elizabeth quickly got dressed and walked out into the morning sunlight.
"Good morning, miss!" many of the crewmembers greeted the lovely lady.
"Good morning." She greeted back. She felt awful this morning. Like some kind of flu that had been going around. But none of the crew was sick, let along complaining.
"Do any of you feel sick, at all?" She asked a group of crewmembers. They all shook their heads and went back to work. She slowly made her way up to the front of the ship and just leaned a bit toward the wind. She could feel the cold air blowing through her blonde hair. Maybe her sickness was just the constant waves along the side of the boat. Or maybe, it was just that she missed every bit of Will, from his loving smile, to his deep dreamy eyes. She'd never met a man who was willing to die for her.
When they finally reached shore, Elizabeth was the last one off. The crew had gone to find food and places to sleep. She peered towards the rows of houses all along the hill. She also noticed some kind of church dead center of all the houses. Elizabeth decided she better contact the police about a missing person. It took her a while till she actually found the police office.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" Elizabeth called out into an empty police office.
"Yes, hold on!" an old man appeared from a round the corner.
"Do you know if anyone has washed up on shore within the past 2 days?" Elizabeth asked the old man.
"Washed up? Ha! No, I haven't noticed anyone who washed up yet. Sorry Mam'." The man raised his thick glasses and went away again to the back room. Elizabeth could feel a tear run down her cheek. She wasn't going to give up that easy. She loved Will way to much to give up.
The rain had just begun and Elizabeth needed to find shelter. She soon found a nice place to stay with a great view of the ocean. Just before she felt herself drift to sleep, she knew that Will, where ever he may be, was still alive.
Will awoke on what seemed to be shore of some sort. His vision was blurry and he was coughing up water. When he finally came to, he could see all sorts of houses in rows. He stared at the hill and the large church that was the center of all the houses.
"Ow, my head!" Will cried, and rolled over onto his stomach. He slowly implanted his hands in the sand and helped himself up slowly. He peered around the beach, but saw no one. And to his surprise, there was no one even walking on the road. Half the stores were closed, but Will was still in need of food. He was just about to turn a corner when he noticed a small corner store. Will decided to take his chances and see if he could barter off food from the clerk.
"Hello? Anyone?" Will shouted through the glass door.
"Hello! Do come in for some tea, dear!" an old lady appeared at the door, and opened it for Will.
"Thank You. My name is Will, Will Turner." He said as he tried to dry off a little, but the old woman gave him a towel and a warm cup if tea.
"Just call me Miss Dowell!" she said happily, "Do you have anywhere to stay?"
"No, I, er, Just got here and I haven't even started looking!" Will exclaimed
"Well, why don't you just stay here. Until you find a better place, anyways." Miss Dowell said happily.
"I haven't had visitors in while. Mostly since my husband died." She said, "But, that was a year ago, and plus I have my cat to keep me company." Will looked at the old shabby cat, which hissed back at him. Will shook it off and followed the old lady into his new room. The room was a dark blue, and he had a great view of the ocean. He laid down on his new warm bed just looking up at the pure white ceiling. He couldn't get Elizabeth out of his head. He hadn't seen a sign of his ship in 3 days, yet he had just washed up today. He missed her with all his heart. He missed her light coloured eyes and her soothing voice. He knew that he would start looking for Elizabeth in the morning.
She slowly undid the small buckle on the front and pulled it open. The first line was something that she would never forget. 'I live my life 'Across The Seven Seas'
"Across The Seven Seas?" Elizabeth spoke out loud to herself.
"Yes, miss, tis the name of the ship." Ylangg spoke as he stood in the doorway.
"Oh yes, I knew that." Elizabeth said, and quickly hid the book under the covers, "But why is it called that?"
"Tis a mystery!" and with that, Adm. Ylangg closed the compartment door and headed up back to the wheel.
Elizabeth quickly got dressed and walked out into the morning sunlight.
"Good morning, miss!" many of the crewmembers greeted the lovely lady.
"Good morning." She greeted back. She felt awful this morning. Like some kind of flu that had been going around. But none of the crew was sick, let along complaining.
"Do any of you feel sick, at all?" She asked a group of crewmembers. They all shook their heads and went back to work. She slowly made her way up to the front of the ship and just leaned a bit toward the wind. She could feel the cold air blowing through her blonde hair. Maybe her sickness was just the constant waves along the side of the boat. Or maybe, it was just that she missed every bit of Will, from his loving smile, to his deep dreamy eyes. She'd never met a man who was willing to die for her.
When they finally reached shore, Elizabeth was the last one off. The crew had gone to find food and places to sleep. She peered towards the rows of houses all along the hill. She also noticed some kind of church dead center of all the houses. Elizabeth decided she better contact the police about a missing person. It took her a while till she actually found the police office.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" Elizabeth called out into an empty police office.
"Yes, hold on!" an old man appeared from a round the corner.
"Do you know if anyone has washed up on shore within the past 2 days?" Elizabeth asked the old man.
"Washed up? Ha! No, I haven't noticed anyone who washed up yet. Sorry Mam'." The man raised his thick glasses and went away again to the back room. Elizabeth could feel a tear run down her cheek. She wasn't going to give up that easy. She loved Will way to much to give up.
The rain had just begun and Elizabeth needed to find shelter. She soon found a nice place to stay with a great view of the ocean. Just before she felt herself drift to sleep, she knew that Will, where ever he may be, was still alive.
Will awoke on what seemed to be shore of some sort. His vision was blurry and he was coughing up water. When he finally came to, he could see all sorts of houses in rows. He stared at the hill and the large church that was the center of all the houses.
"Ow, my head!" Will cried, and rolled over onto his stomach. He slowly implanted his hands in the sand and helped himself up slowly. He peered around the beach, but saw no one. And to his surprise, there was no one even walking on the road. Half the stores were closed, but Will was still in need of food. He was just about to turn a corner when he noticed a small corner store. Will decided to take his chances and see if he could barter off food from the clerk.
"Hello? Anyone?" Will shouted through the glass door.
"Hello! Do come in for some tea, dear!" an old lady appeared at the door, and opened it for Will.
"Thank You. My name is Will, Will Turner." He said as he tried to dry off a little, but the old woman gave him a towel and a warm cup if tea.
"Just call me Miss Dowell!" she said happily, "Do you have anywhere to stay?"
"No, I, er, Just got here and I haven't even started looking!" Will exclaimed
"Well, why don't you just stay here. Until you find a better place, anyways." Miss Dowell said happily.
"I haven't had visitors in while. Mostly since my husband died." She said, "But, that was a year ago, and plus I have my cat to keep me company." Will looked at the old shabby cat, which hissed back at him. Will shook it off and followed the old lady into his new room. The room was a dark blue, and he had a great view of the ocean. He laid down on his new warm bed just looking up at the pure white ceiling. He couldn't get Elizabeth out of his head. He hadn't seen a sign of his ship in 3 days, yet he had just washed up today. He missed her with all his heart. He missed her light coloured eyes and her soothing voice. He knew that he would start looking for Elizabeth in the morning.