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Wow, one review, I feel sooo loved. JK!!! I've only just written it and there's only the prologue so one is more than I expected!! Here's chapter 1!!!!
Chapter 1: Shooting Stars
Kagome stared out into the open blue ocean wonder and longing buried deep in her deep chocolate eyes. The wind was whipping the thin skirt of her dress up. The hem reached out as if it wanted to join the deep blue just a cliff dive away.
Kagome sighed as she stared. She was born to be near the sea. She was born to sail upon it, to live on it, to be one with it.
But she was a Singer. Being a Singer was a bad thing to be.
It wasn't against the law to be a Singer, in fact Singers were prized for ships loved having them aboard. They brought good luck on the sea, they could sing away storms, bring favorable winds with a little tune, and even more greater magics when they sang at appropriate times.
However, pirates also found this a valuble trait to have. A Singer found abord a ship was taken alive and they were tortured, or worse, while being forced to sing for their captors.
The pirates treated them so badly that their Singers died faster than they could be replaced. People aboard the ships had tried to get the female Singers pregnant so they could have a new Singer when the other one died. But the songs were taught, not transferred by birth, and the children were usually killed when they couldn't produce the ship moving tunes their mother's had.
It got so bad that the Singers had been pushed to near extinction.
Kagome's grandfather had left the ship he had sung for, with great regret, when he had a child. Her mother was taught the songs, and taught the dangers of using them. And so had Kagome, when she had been born.
However, it was a terrible life.
Singers were created to live on the sea as their beautiful voices moved it. But with the danger Kagome and her family couldn't risk going and getting captured.
She was miserable, no matter how happy and safe her life was.
But so was her mother. And her grandfather had it worse, he had traveled the sea and knew it's joys and therefore had something to miss.
That didn't stop Kagome from yearning for the sea.
She sighed again and turned back to walk down the grassy cliff to the house she shared with her family.
She walked into town disliking the crowded streets with vendors showing their wares. The rich ladies walking around strictly to prance about like strutting peacocks.
Kagome's house was modest and very comfortably. It had two rooms, one for her and her mom the other for Souta and grandpa, a living room/kitchen and a small separate room for the chamber pot. Her family was rich enough to have a door, but not enough to have glass in their windows.
She walked inside and put up her shaw before walking to the stew she had let simmer when she left. She lifted the lid and stirred and smelled the mixture.
"Almost." she said.
"And where have you been, young lady?" her mother asked walking out of their room.
"Up on the cliff."
"Again? Kagome you must stop that." her mother's face was serious. "What if someone suspects.
"No one knows." Kagome said putting the lid back on the pot.
"You must be more careful." Her mother stroked her cheek. "You are my only daughter, and my beloved child. I would just die if I lost either you or Souta. You kids are my life."
"I know mom." Kagome said hugging her. "It's just so hard to resist."
"Your teenage years are the hardest to get through." She told her not for the first time. "But after they pass, it gets easier to resist the ocean's call."
"But by no means easy." Kagome reminded her.
Her mother smiled and kissed her forehead. "I'll watch the soup, go get some fire wood for me."
Kagome nodded and left the house again, this time taking the wheel barrow next to the door. "Offer him what, mother?" she asked.
Midori stood inside the doorway and answered. "Tell him the blanket will be ready in time for fall's chill."
Kagome smiled and wheeled the barrow off to the wood cutters. Her family made blankets, or sheets, or even pillow cases. If it needed sowing or mending or was made of cloth, Kagome'sfamily was involved. They made blankets twice as fast and much more beautiful than anyone else. That was because they used wooden needles and were able to sing the patterns into existence.
The sea port town they lived in, Averiba, valued their sewing skills. It was a small town whose main form of buying things was through bartering. Traders came sometimes and sometimes bartered, but when they payed in coin the metal smiths usually melted them down for other things.
The wood cutter was one of the people who cut the towns limber out in the forest. He had a weakness for Midori's quilts. Or rather, his wife did.
Kagome stopped by his shop and went around back where he was cutting the pieced into quarters or halves depending on the size of the trunk they came from.
"Barlum!" Kagome called when he stopped to take a brake.
"Kagome!" He said smiling when he saw her. Barlum was a sweet man who's dark hair was just recently starting to gray. His muscles still rippled under his skin thanks to his demanding profession. His son, a rather silent boy with dirty blond hair like his mother, was learning his father's business but was obviously not there.
"My mother says she'll trade you a nice warm quilt for lots of fire wood." Kagome offered with a tempting smile.
"Wow, women you'rea temptress." He laughed. "Alright. Two barrows for a nice thick quilt, yeah?"
"Sounds like a deal." Kagome agreed walking her wheel barrow forward toward his large shed full with his precious wood.
He unlocked in and started piling the wood in.
"How's that grandfather of yours?" He asked.
"He's fine. His joints bother him during storms but otherwise, he's fine."
"Good, good." he slapped some more in. "And your little brother?"
"Still thinks the sewing business is girlie." Kagome chuckled. "His newest obsession is being a cobbler."
"A cobbler?" Barlum smiled. "Last week it was a blacksmith."
"I know. He'll decide soon enough, but mom let's him explore until then."
He shook his head and put the last of the wood in. "Boy needs to get his head on his shoulders. Well there you go. Come back when you need that second barrow."
"I will." Kagome promised turning it around and pushing the much heavier load away.
"See you Kagome." he waved.
"Bye Barlum!" She waved back before turning around and pushing the barrow home.
"Where next, Captain?" Silver's first mate asked him as they gazed at the map. The map was covered in black slashes over major port towns and the pirate had run out of them.
He drew the small dagger he had in his boot and threw it at the map. It stuck deep in the table.
"There." he said.
The first mate removed the knife to look at the town it had picked. The map was covered in similar holes from where the Captain had picked his destinations.
"Small little port town called, Averiba." he reported.
"Why not. Set a course for that town."
"It's so small. Will the jewel really be there?"
"It wasn't at any of the bigger towns, why not start searching the small ones. Why do you ask? Is the crew complaining?"
"No sir." he assured him. "They know better. Besides, they enjoy the pillaging. Brings in good money."
Silver nodded and ordered, "Then set the course. I have a good feeling about this one."
"Captain?"
His smile was fierce as he said, "I didn't aim for the town on this throw."
Kagome sat on their doorway staring at the stars as the last of the town's lights were extinguished.
"Sis." Souta came up behind her. "Mom says it's time for bed."
Kagome raised her head off her hands to turn and look at him. "Okay. Tell her I'll be in in a minute."
"'K." he ran back inside.
Kagome watched him go before returning her gaze to the stars.
One shot across the sky.
Kagome gasped as two more followed. "A wish!" she closed her eyes and clasped her hands.
She wished for the seas, for the sparkling waves, the endless expanse of blue, the smell of sea air, the feeling of being home. She wished for all her heart and opened her eyes and looked up.
The falling stars had stopped but Kagome smiled anyway.
"Maybe, with luck, my wish will come true."
She turned to go back inside but was stopped dead by a large cannon blast.
She looked out to the port and saw a large ship pulling in, her guns blasting, her crew yelling, and her large black flag with the skull and cross bones flapping in the wind.
"Pirates!" she whispered.
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Well what do you think of my first chapter. Pretty good if I say so myself. CYA!!!