The immense frigate coasted smoothly off the southern shores of the island. It cut the water almost noiselessly. The night was foul, and dark clouds were gathering quickly in the sky above. It seemed a storm was brewing and lightning could be seen moving in from the east. The calm air suddenly turned into a strong thunderstorm and mulish blizzards and lightning could be seen over the town.
"Do we make port Captain?" ,shouted a first mate over the howl of the storm.
"Nay! Drop IT here..i wish to go no further towards that demonic isle!"
Several men scurried about and hoisted a large sac over the gunnels and into the sea.
The ship sailed away into the distance, leaving behind the island, the storm, and the sac.
The sac seemed to seesaw for awhile amist the waves, but soon the weight and the undertow started to pull it down. As it had just sunk below the surface, the skies erupted and a large bolt of lighting hit the water just above the duffel. The water rippled and glowed momentarily and from the deep blue burst a beautiful, black haired, naked women. She gasped for breath, an inhale so deep one would think it was the first she had ever taken. Scrambling to free herself from the sac, she starting swimming towards the shore, still clutching the half ripped bag.
Reaching the beach she flung her body against the sand. Looking up to the heavens she noticed the storm seemed to be subsiding. With her long black hair matted to her back..she arose and headed towards the treeline. She stopped short of it and wrapped the old ripped sac around her and tied it in a bunch to hold it. She continued east into the trees. She came apon the skeletal remains of something...and a sword. She
bent cautiously down and picked it up. Looking around, she continued on. She passed a large monestary but did not stop, slithering along the shore she came upon a field of sheep. She kind of smiled, almost a happy smile, as a women in awe of her newborn child. She slid slowly towards the pasture and knelt beside one of the woolies. She stroked its back and moved her arm around its neck, as if to hug it, and with one fatal snap, she ended what was once life.
She stood, gazing at the motionless body, tilting her head from side to side as if not completely understanding what had happened, the same smile amist her face. She raised her head as the lights of the town in the distance caught her eye. Her smile widened and she bit her bottom lip. She stepped over the carcass and started North.
Zavrina had arrived..............................
The Arrival
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