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Okay, here's the story! Those hooked, here you go!
A young man with messy short black hair leaned over the bow of the airship he stood on, looking out at the sea. His brown eyes looked at the sparkling waves, although he didn't really concentrate on them. The wind fluttered his hair and loose red shirt, the sun glinting off the gold on his sword which was on his hip and the teardrop pendant he wore around his neck.
"Van!"
He looked up to see his best friend and rival, Allen Schezar, the captain of the airship, coming towards him. "What is it, Allen?"
The man, who was in his Caeli Knight uniform, sword on his belt, came over to the shorter, younger man. "Ever since we've been drawn into this strange place by the pillar of light, we can't seem to find land. We've been flying for days and our supplies are starting to thin out. Have you tried to take us back with the pendant?"
"Yes, and it's not working. As far as I can see, we might die of starvation or insanity. What were we brought here for? Was it our fate to be stranded out in the middle of some unknown ocean?"
Just then, Gaddes, who was just under Allen in the chain of command, came running. "Commander! We've spotted something heading towards us! It looks like some sort of sea vessel!"
Both Van and Allen looked hopeful. "Keep heading towards it! It might be our only chance at finding land!" the blonde-haired knight ordered, both he and the Fanelian king running with Gaddes to the bridge.
Allen narrowed his eyes at the ship that was moving fast, the wind obviously in their favor. The sails were blood red, and the ship itself was sleek and meant to overtake other vessels on the water. An odd flag, black with a pair of white swords crossing in the center, fluttered at the top of the forward-most mast.
"What do you make of it, commander?" Kio asked, trying to see it over Van's shoulder.
"It's a fast ship, very well made. But the flag its flying…I don't know what it means," Allen explained. "A black flag with a pair of swords crossing each other…"
"Do you think they might be hostile, Allen?" Van questioned the other swordsman, eyes locked on the swift-sailing boat.
"I don't know, Van," Allen admitted. "We might be on the Mystic Moon, so the flag could mean anything. It could mean a country they're from to the ship's name. I'm just as lost as you on this."
"Do you think they've noticed us?"
"If they have, they haven't reacted visibly."
What's your guess on what kind of ship it is? Kudos for who can guess right!
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