Author's note: Sorry for the dull title, but there's a reason if I choose it.. This is my first attempt in writing something NON-yaoi and 'romantic' (yeah, I guess something like that..). This idea probably came to my mind as I read some of Edgar Allan Poe's works. Contrary to the first 'nautical' story I wanted to write last year, the main characters of this one won't be the pirates but the savages.
When I talked about this to my friend, she did something I really didn't expected her to do: she draw savage!Sora.
Well.. I can't explain my face the moment I realized what it was.. but I suddenly started to write, and... just read the result. :P (Still work in progress - other chapters and picture on my journal)
Chapter 1
"LAND HOOOO!!!!"
Finally, after months of navigation.. after having seen only water, and water, and water, surrounding them... they finally caught sight of land!
Every man ran and came to see his wish become truth. They started to cry and jump all around on the ship, with new power and strength in their bodies.
The captain ordered the obvious direction to follow, the sailors set sail, and the ship addressed straight ahead to the newly discovered island.
They succeded in getting there in a very short time, and before the anchor had been hauld down, some sailors jumped and dove in the fresh sea waves, full of seafruits and colored fishes swimming in the wonderful seabed. While others, more patient and responsible, prepared the jollyboats, and others doused down the sails.
The side of the island they approached was costituted by a fine white sand beach, palms and fruit trees.
The sailors walked on the shore as if they were walking on junk. No respect to the plants growing there, or to the flowers they had never seen before. They didn't care of nature. They longed only for food.
And they found that, certainly. But the trees were too high for them to reach fruits, and so they had to wait until the jollyboats came, with weapons and other objects from the ship.
The captain didn't scold them though, and the sailors moved on, cutting trees with axes and collecting branches to set a fire camp, 'cause the night would have come soon..
They found some wild animals they captured and killed and ate after having cooked'em on fire.
They had fun allnight, with food, dances, songs, tales and rum. A lot of rum...
After that, they fell deeply asleep, filled with food and snoring loudly.
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The moon was high and bright in the sky.
Its light enlightened everything on the island, so that all was visible as if it was day.
It was different from the lighthouse..
It was... holic... not invasive, but calm and quiet..
The red haired girl couldn't sleep.
The moon was too bright, and its light, plus the clean and fresh air, and the fact that she wasn't drunk like the other men, forced her awake. She felt so full of vitality, she barely believed she had just come from a long and hard journey...
She walked on the shore, hands behind her back, listening to the soft crash of the waves on the sand..
There were only her, the sea and the sky.
She just continued walking.
Without even realizing that, she had walked for a mile, and for all the weariness she had collected during the day, she plopped down on the fine sand, and closed her eyes.
The breeze and the sea sang a lullaby which caught her as she fell deeply asleep, gently rocking her, just like the delicate touch of a mother could do...
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She suddenly woke up with a start. A face in the dark right in front of her face. She couldn't have noticed it, if it wasn't for two bright blue bulbs which reflected the moon light.
She froze.
The dark face slipped away in a moment.
But the girl couldn't move, neither breath. Her heart was the only thing still working. Her brain stopped. Her lungs stopped. Her body was frozen by fear.
When she was able to breath again, she flung over the sand, tentatively running towards the crew, fearing it was too late...
She arrived to the camp breathless, and looked at the bodies...
Luckily, they were still dreaming.
To be continued